we could be hard at work, building a trust oh, we should only have time for love well, isn't it time we learned, enough is enough oh, we should only have time for
, BUILDING A TRUST OH, WE SHOULD ONLY HAVE TIME FOR LOVE WELL, ISN'T IT TIME WE LEARNED, ENOUGH IS ENOUGH OH, WE SHOULD ONLY HAVE TIME FOR LOVE
be hard at work, building a trust oh, we should only have time for love well, isn't it time we learned, enough is enough oh, we should only have time for love
Traduzione: Don Williams. Ci deve avere solo Time For Love.
fight But tonight We're alright So hold up your lights Let it shine Cause.. [Chorus] This ones for you and me Living out our dreams We are right where we should
soul We shouldn't keep fightin', the Earth is our home If we destroy Mother Earth, then where will we go? Are you food for the Moon? Or are you in the
[Shaunta] For sure [William Bell - sample] Sorry [Shaunta] Shaunta, Chino XL [William Bell - sampled] Sorry [Chino XL] Yeah, come on [Shaunta] We used to make love, now we
that look good in the mornin E'ry time we bonin you moanin Love they way I {fuck} you have you tellin your homies Tryin to have {shit} on lock like the
the reason that I gotta whole pocket fulla songz [Chorus] [Ebony Eyez:] Should have my business boomin, and my products sellin fast But it seems they only
to fight But tonight we?fre alright So hold up your light Let it shine Cause this one?fs for you and me, living out our dreams We?fre all right where we should
Forced to fight But tonight we?fre alright So hold up your light Let it shine Cause this one?fs for you and me, living out our dreams We are right where we should
get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You sell
will have the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high In the
have the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin, for all the toys is what we hoppin out My feary side, where we ride And we all fly high in the Leer
that will have the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high