about ya Your likes, your wants I' infatuated with your love [Chorus:] (Your love) your love... (So good) good love... (Deserves an encore) deserves an encore... (Your love) your love
ya Your likes, your wants I'm infatuated with your love...hey Chorus:(Your love) your love... (So good) good love... (Deserves an encore) deserves an encore... (Your love) your love
Traduzione: Pleasure P. Il tuo Amore.
Ten years Yo the sun don't shine forever But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together Better now than never, business before pleasure P
dance next to me, but don't throw an elbow I'll throw one back and leave blood on your Shell Toes Hell no I ain't paying for pleasure Your pussy don'
siblings gotta live in 3 bedrooms now it's big cribs whips and them blue pooch beautifull broads and they all wanna do who? ACE HOOOOD Pleasure P to
attackin' me You know how that can be so you offer me crack and weed Distractin' me from reality with pleasure Giving me treasure lettin' me indulge without measure Your
the guy thought But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop Droppin this shit today, we kickin this thug music Better love us, so when I love
(feat. Pleasure P) [Pleasure P - Chorus] When I Come over I ain't comin to play no games When I come over You betta be ready for me li-lingire, sliky
than pleasure and thats real! [Chorus] If only you...could let me in I know that love...it would begin If only I...could rap to you I know this love...
[Verse 1:] Baby I know you love me Even though you got your own way that you show it oooh baby You gotta trust me Sometimes it ain't enough to know it
your chest It?s a life, it?s a style, it?s a need, it?s Burlesque E-X-P-R-E-S-S, love, sex Ladies no regrets E-X-P-R-E-S-S, love, sex Ladies no regrets
Hook: Girl I love to dick ya down I love it when your juices pouring out I love it when you take off all your clothes I wanna see your forehead touch your
promise to keep my eyes on the road While I'm touching that sweet, sweet love To your specifications, to your gratifications Yeah Kool-Aid is like an aphrodisiac Your pleasure
ain't about the giz hour But never mix business with pleasure You really want me boo tell me you down for whatever Put on your soldier gear, let's ride tonight Thug love
Rule: Wash away your tears (my love) You ain't gotta cry no more (my love) I'm puttin on everything out (my love) And-- my pain, is my love, And-- I