Testi:
Williams Eric

it's like a trap I hear you callin me to come back, I'm a sucka for love ... that's right, sucka for love Chorus: Eric Williams What you won't do, do

themselves that are thinking of me You know what sickening me? (Yo dog express your feelings) If Eric Bennet can get Halle Berry I deserve Vannesa Williams

Chewed up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes From the westside, strivin' to get 'em Where them killers throw that third letter up like Raymond Washington and Tookie Williams

mayne Chewed up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes From the westside, strivin' to get 'em Where them killers throw that third letter up like Raymond Washington and Tookie Williams

heard the record, I loved it, I wanna see you, I wanna meet you to see how you vibe, call me, ok? Eric Sermon: Yo Mary Blige, whatsup? This is Eric Sermon

(Eric Bogle) Well how do you do Private William McBride Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside? I'll rest for awhile in the warm summer sun

cocktail dress inside my pen I'm William Make's body, the look of John Merrick I play Alison who turned to back Eric Dwelling in the pueblo, setting

in Las Vegas Just six months earlier, our prayers go out to the families." "Westside Radio, Julio G. A sad day today for the West coast; we lost an icon y'all. Eric

all my dreams 'Cause I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you The dream of Huey Newton, that's what I'm livin' through The dream of Eric Wright