bright here today [Chorus] [Chorus] Won't you tell me Now tell me good, oohhh Tell me that you like it, yeahh Tell me something good Tell me that you love me
tell me Now tell me good, ohh Tell me that you like it, yeah Tell me something good Tell me that you love me, yeah Tell me what you want from me Tell
Traduzione: Caso. Tell Me.
(Downes/Payne) Tell me why, I don't believe in you. I don't believe it's true. I don't believe in you. Happens nearly every time, If you let them,
you how to tell a real hit from a flop And teach you what's wack don't rise to the top Stop - but let me tell you somethin Steppin to me is like "Self
Wine-O a dollar to buy a beer for me? Around the corner from the Travelodge and Mickey D You 'lible to find me at the Kit-Way Bowling alley BEATCH! [
your thumper on you my nig just in case we get into some funk? Naw remember they tided me down I put it back in the trunk Well I got mine on me homie,
A ghetto nigga you can tell in a talk On the corner selling the snort It's hell in New York Won't stop for a minute cops telling you hawk Fake guards telling
rich Im two shells from hell, u can tell im made for this life District (??) I don't give a fuck, cuase im'a do me Till them hollow points, rip through me
love you then sue me Girl this whole thing got me in disbelief I know it takes time To build somethin' that's worth while but Just in case you didn't hear me
hurtin' People Like Me People Like Me, People Like Me People Like Me, People Like Me I guess, I told you about myself to a degree Just by telling
me show you, Billy. Ooh! Don't do that, baby! Ahh! Hold on this! Oh, sock it to me! Aaah! [Chorus: repeated during breakdowns] Ahh! Me so horny! Me
' in my gray drop-top Mercedes Shouts go out to my sexy ladies Just in case your man is hating Tell your boy he better chill (Summertime) Tell your boy
are subtitutes Since exz is negative tea and lemons are compliment Problems 324 provides some empirical estimates of price Income, and cross elasticity of demand? What the fuck u try to tell me
law come get me No baby momma drama, ni**a miss me, why plant seeds in a dirty bi**h, waitin to trick me, not the life for me Livin carefree, til I'm
President Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do These ni**az actin up in the hood, send mo' troops (What should I do?) Dear Mr. President, tell me what
you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja,
prepare ya In case you get scared, just ask the man in the mirror Now the picture's getten clearer all he does is hit you hard I tell you to leave, and you tell me
