And if you were legal tender Well I spent you just the same I didn't know it could happen to me Love in the third degree It was love at first feel They
Traduzione: Red House Painters. Love At First Feel.
life and not the time to say "I care to see the sign of a million eyes" but not the way to say "I need to feel the love to feel the love"
't seem able to see this world You just don't seem able to feel this world You gotta feel you're so strong and yet dissatisfied My love is real I'm not
Soon as they leave, they call me back Like same thang mane where you get that at? I go hard, cookin' and whippin' If you need some love, you know I ain
ain't no need for a mentor Girls wanna see me front and center, diamonds gleam when I enter Hit the spot and them boys looking, that boys is so lovely
dead! So dramatic... I press my face against her chest, Can't feel a heartbeat but her hands are warm; she's singing that song again: "Love misery, how
never packed up the house if you ain't feel the need to go sneakin around and im sure you wouldn't have checked my messages cuz i would've been punished bout where i been feelin
ll be true (I'm gonna make a difference) this time I'll show you love baby (this time) this time this time I can't describe feelings inside feel like
you Make me feel Makes me want You more and more You're everything I'm lookin' for And I just need for you To see that All I want is you Baby I love
the side of you Better yet baby, right next to you Love the way you're just flowin down And I can feel it all around In front, in the back of you Ohh I love
inside this house There's nothing left, nothing left to say This won't break me Because i'm not the drugs I am not the pain you feel inside When you're
with me jus a day ago didn't I mean everything to u Or am I being selfish I know I don't ask for much, just to feel your touch and here you say I loved
they'll get it, you don't get it It don't stop, still dont love bitches My G-niggaz, holler if ya hear me (Gangstas!) Speak it loud and clearly If you feel
do?) Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do These ni**az actin up in the hood, send mo' troops [Kastro] Oh youse a ball in the White House, I hope you
Thug Life You know what time it is Feel me Thinkin' back Reminiscing on my teens A young G Gettin' paid over dope fiends Fuckin' off cash that I made
