baby i love you io voglio solo te... baby i love you tu sai gia perche baby i love you tu non mi perderai ( mai ) baby i love you io non ti mentirei
hold her? Fatima, Fatima I'm in America I make rhymes and I make them delicate You would have liked the parks in Connecticut You would have said I
You True Love And Extra Something Ya (I Will) I Hate To See You Sad I Don't Want To See You Cry Why U Still With This Bum You Know You Want Something
to you Girl the tears you cry are out of happiness pleasure instead of loneliness Baby every single part of me inside of you pleasing you , teasing you, make you scream louder I wanna make love
me to hold onto this I know there's something I gotta do But that don't mean I want to What I'm trying to say is That I....love you, I just I dont know
love you you should leave him Cause sista you don't need him And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em You know it makes me unhappy (
i'm in tha zone thinkin' 'I don't wanna die all alone' but now ya gone and all I got left are stinkin' memories I love them niggas to death i'm
you lookin sad? Shoulda though about it Say you learned, I truly doubt it I guess you got a problem with affection, kinda loose with the love Gettin freaky
. Serv-On] I got pimps lined up saying the love my game I got bitches screaming out the gate, hey baby my name I can't bust for nothing, I can't fight
you know how far a face can take you? It can make you or break you, or inflate you They're either going to love you or hate you Or never notice you if
ears begin to cry "Why Is It Like This!" Why the fuck do I care? I don't have the answers, or at least the ones you want to hear City lights look like
surprise But when I see you it all comes back And it makes me wanna say I miss you baby I make sure I come around your way But when I see you I got nothing
thing, said her name's Maria. I wrapped her up just like a Hot Tortilla. I wanna get married, but I can't afford it. I know I'ma cry when she gets deported
sing some country Maybe I didn't fuck you But little darling don't cry The fact is I masturbated About an hour before you came by You were always on my
day or two Like take you home baby, and make sweet love to you, But you, you won't let me fucc. She won't let me fucc. (You say the mood ain't right