Give me your love You gotta help me make it Through the day or night Just a taste Of success is the front Cover of TIME and LIFE Oh I need your love,
Traduzione: Sweet. Cover Girl.
s thinking of you Birthday boy is in for a treat And the message is clear Once a year life can be sweet Caught in a flash Cover girl freezes her smile
a homeless person (Hobo in the trash) But baby (baby) I just like dirty things And baby I like you (heh, he likes you) I can remember the first time i made sweet, sweet
too long ago I was down and out of luck I was out to do the dirty deed and didnt give a f*** (cover with background vocal) And then she caught my eye The girl
(Hey Sugar, how you doin'? Your pretty face don't match that nasty attitude. What do you mean, 'Where's my girl?' Probly with your man. Can we fuck?)
to see It?s a girl, my lord, in a flatbed Ford slowin? down to take a look at me Come on, baby, don?t say maybe I gotta know if your sweet love is Gonna
have to go away, Just before the deal gets real sweet, Just before my trouble finally pays off, Can't you cover for me, like I covered for you, Like I covered
be girl, can I be} I wanna be where ever is your favorite place (girl) I just wanna be close {yeah} I wanna be the hat you put on your head (can I cover
out of tune The neck it is warped and the saddle is through I wonder if sweet music ever was played From the hands of a boy to a girl in the shade From
buns dum dums coconut cream cut her up clean cuz she sweeter than my swisha I give her cap a key everytime I get wit her shes my cover girl lover girl sweet
this way The kind of loving' to make you stay I'm not the kind of girl to say I'll stay with you baby for ever and a day But you know sweet baby I'll
true Guess what she's goin do to you Flesh meets steel she'll take your life All because the love of my life is a knife Love me tender, love me sweet
on 'em roll We roll on 'em roll, roll on 'em roll [Chingy:] Look, check Hey I'm so flossy I can wear the Dental package The Range Rover sweet, 'cause
Whoa, whoa Konvict Music Girl, I've been thinkin' bout ya And I been dreaming bout ya Girl, I've been thinkin' bout ya And I been dreaming bout ya Girl
December True...cuz that's when L started his bid Partied through the New Year January third he slid Up until then, yo, L had it swell Called him Sweet
now? The smif tanks a full with diesel Back up your ?rectalpiece? on primetime you little weasel I'm comin' through with no girls in no hairdue Cover