So look into your heart and know [Chorus] I won't be cool 'Til I'm back in your arms Girl I need you Want to be back in your arms [Repeat] [Verse 3
your arms Girl, I need you Wanna be back in your arms I won't be cool 'Til I'm back in your arms Girl, I need you Wanna be back in your arms You are
Traduzione: B5. Back In Your Arms.
faucet...mm-hmm Uh-huh [x5] You and you throw your hands up If you in the back come on, throw your hands up If you in the front, you can throw your hands
back to the lab Formula one, get a pen and a pad Let's start with the basic, A-B-C, one-two-three My g-u-n in your f-a-c-e Break your body down, collapsin
live,I'd order a million margaritas I'm a mordern day wonder, your style is rustic I slice your belly open and release the butterflies in your stomach
m on top of the game like an arena I got your bitch on me attack this While your wack ass swole at home fucking the hole in your mattress The fact is
look, they know my name Go back, way back, go back, hold back, go back, way back La la la la, go back, hold back, la la la la, go, go back Yeah boy I take it back
bitches You fuck around and get your whole crew shot at, blaow Dare you to pop back, under cars, cryin' Tryin' to come up out that Eric B. when I cut,
power saga you sorry, don't bother, Q.B. to Carter Rucker, Nino, Goodfella, Godfather. [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Littles] Came home after 5, stood on
s weight Got a taste for them donuts and cakes Got wolves with they tongues out, droolin' all over your plate Keep a 4 or 5th long and a whip, if ya'll
.I.P. Rolling up to B.I.G. (bay-bay) Niggaz be all liquored up, talkin shit 'til they man gotta come and pick 'em up Got bitches in the back bouncin to
execution If y'all probably go to bed, cuz it's less confusion All your see in yo head, is my electricution But I'm comin back, and this time I'm strapped
back to me We tryna keep it Godly, please no more bodies Poppin' up out the rivers, courtesy of my niggas And they don't like movin' abruptly They quick to buss B
like marshmellow fluff Step up, wrong move you catch a back smack Or a blackout, so be out black Let's play catch, a bad one ya caught it I'll take your
sewed your weave in, yo where's your ring at? Interscope records got your demo girl, where you sing at? Pull out your masters, your DAT's, all you have
Oooooh back in my arms again back in my arms again Oooh I can?t wait till the night is over don?t has a (?) cause I found the way back to your heart
