on and on and on One on one One on one Making love all night long Til' the break of dawn It goes on and on One on one One on one Tonight's the night
) One on one (One on one) One on one (One on one) We can make love all night long Listen girl (On and on) One on one (One on one) One on one (One on
One on one (One on one) One on one (One on one) We can make love all night long Listen girl (On and on) One on one (One on one) One on one (One on one
Übersetzung: Sweat, Keith. Eins Zu Eins.
Übersetzung: Sweat, Keith. One On Left (Feat Lola Troy Und Lade Bac).
solider on the frontline Take me to the streets, nigga mothafuck a punchline It only take one time, for you to send a death threat And watch these bullets have that ass singing like Keith Sweat
s feast (let's feast) Oh Lord thank you for this beef [Gucci Mane:] It's no sweat but I keep good Keith (good Keith) That strong loud kush they call
got me sellin thangs, guess I'm gon' explain Jane is rolled up, no gangs be throwed up But still Andre got action, they Sweat like Keith, all on my
had your fiance twice I ain't nothin' nice, but every lifestyle got a price Kiss my momma on the cheek cause her love was deep Like Keith Sweat, but the
This is the Face Off, the one hitter quitter It'll lay you on your back fast, sweat start to trickle Everything is moving like you on a tricycle You
are told, as I flow [(Chorus) x2] Flow, flow on Flow on, flow on (yeah, float on) Flow, flow on Flow on, flow on (yeah, keep floatin) Tickity tock,
Keith Sweat, Busta Rhymes Ridin' with the Flipmode on fire now I love to stand up in corners With thugs, holdin' it down Or be in golf courses Sippin
oh oh) and if you shake it kanye give it some more (sweat) we gonna make you sweat konvict musik we gonna make you sweat akon yah we gonna make you sweat
kissin on I miss kissin on you You know I miss kissin on you I miss kissin on (you) Miss touchin on you baby I miss touchin on you I miss touching on
can put 'em where they 'pose to be One at the head, one in the middle And one down by my feet, she keep ticklin' me Neighbors bangin' on the wall 'cause
on my grind, with my bourgouis mind Flippin' candy toys while my steering wheel shine Matchin' twenty inches, gold pump on my switches Leather all my couches, Tommy Hil on
