[Chorus:] You're just what I've been looking for Something I never thought I'd fine And everything I ever dream of Is getting closer all the time Ah
as you look You look good to me, you look good to me You look good to me, you look good to me You look good to me, you look good to me You look good
Certo un giorno come un altro cosa vuoi che sia, non ti hi chiesto mai di amarmi cara amica mia; quanti giorni tristi che ho passato confidandoti le
have mercy on me Lord have mercy,cherie what have you conjured up on me me nah ac' a fool for nobody Lord have mercy on me q'est que tu me fais,cherie
ice [Chorus] [AZ:] Now, peep game, peep how she speaks her name She claims, she was the key to Alicia's fame She's vain, a Tyra Bank look-alike Top
nigga, yea That's How I Get Down Be thuggin' like a mothafucka 'bout, wat'chu 'bout? I stand my ground, That's How I Get Down Now look nigga, and bad
me Shit I don't know, but every time I take a cruise All these niggas be lookin like "Damn" and these bitches looking like "Oooh" See me comin' in my
me be your Supastar, we can ride all day, roof down in the car, then stop off get a cold drink at a bar, coz you look so fine and you shine like a star
Look at all the faces There ain't nobody feelin' outta place here 'Cause they're movin' and they're groovin' and it sure looks good to me Excusez moi mon cherie
In this vale of toil and sin You're stuck in a race that you just can't win Just take a look around and it's so obscene But that's the way it is, so
] West side well me and da rest of da real and da best dat is iz, out cher ( out cher) cadalac, da reals out cher ya'll already know what it iz out cher
[Letter from George Sand to Alfred de Musset] Venise, 12 mai 1834 [Venice, May 12th, 1834] Non, mon enfant cheri Ces trois lettres ne sont pas Le
dance floor. Ooo wee Damn, Need I say more, Pay attention friction's what I came for. Rock n Rollin, dude gettin close, like what I'm clothe in, - lookin swollen Looked
The same apply to any and all chumps The only question he had for y'all was how many lumps Three or four, either or Mon cheri amore, so why you need your
back in town From a cheri runaway to a bowery queen Used up before yer sweet sixteen Everyone knows you were caught with the meat in your mouth Look
When I look into your eyes I see rainbowis in the sky Baby when you're close to me I know you are ma cherie we are gonna dance into the sea all
ya hood at) [Chorus:] Welcome to my hood, everybody know everybody and if I got it everybody got it Welcome to my hood, look at all these old school