can't take my eyes off of you I know well I can't, well I can't No I can't, no I can't, no I can't Take my eyes off of you Well I can't take my eyes
Traduzione: Dirty Looks. Non può Take My Eyes Off Of You.
me feel ugly. You push and you shove me, you pull my hair. Grab me around the throat then you choke me and stare." You stare at me like you hate me,
't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep Other niggaz close they eyes Seein' dreams in they sleep But don't fall asleep Don't fall to
-clingalot claim instant one love And you've gotta beg your friends to take 'em off your hands like thumbcuffs Or them barbies you'll vibe for a sexy second (love you
Will you kill me, if I wear blue or red You can bleach the rag, but you can't bleach my skin so it's all dead Open up your eyes, genocide is what's going
Messiah] You could tell I'm focused by the look in my eye You could see I'm dirty by how clean my kicks is You know I tell the truth, I got no reason
from your collection Boredom; in between a coma and an erection Staring at the skin on your shoulder blades And you don't take your eyes off my poker
to play Cal gone cal gone take me away I'm in the dirty dirty with my nephew J Dizzy, Izzy, boy we getting' busy With Lil' Bow Wizzy, this shit is off
melt flesh, leaving mother fuckers in the mess My crustal plate, you can't separate My collosal force, BLAST, you're off course Riding molten rock, I can
to class, learn something So you can peep the real shit, and you can stop fronting On your phony block, with your phony glock until you slip When niggaz
Brooklyn Zu (yeah) Mad Twos Coming at your avenue 36 Chambers at a theater Near you You don't know what can happen We are gonna take it to a new level
time I walk inside the church house the preacher cuttin his eyes at me But I know he can't throw nothin my way He dirtier than I am, ridin down the street
the stars work success, it's my destiny y'all Look, I cook tracks I got the recipe y'all You can't name another cat that can mess with me y'all At the
[sang] Brother... you've been on my mind Oh brother We've changed over time so Brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you I bet you don't think I know no bett
callin me Leave me alone if you ain't talkin G's If your name ain't on a damn caller ID (caller ID) Uh, you ain't even much, really fittin to talk to
that Maybe when I get back, I can hit you off (off) Let you rub it 'till it gets soft (soft soft) Let you rub it 'till it falls off (right) [cough] Excuse