Con la primavera. A mí me entra la alegría. Me levanto cada día con cara de felicidad. Que ya nos vamos caminito de las arenas pa'ver tu cara morena. Y estar contigo un año más....
There's many ways to touch ya. I been thinkin' of you. Let me count the ways to fuck you. You're all I want girl. . There's many ways to touch ya. I been thinkin' of you.
You ain't gotta play hard to get. I know you, I know you like the art of sex. I'm putting down my plan like a architect. It's for you, and her, we can all get wet.
There's somethin' I wanted to know. Can we get closer? Yeah, baby. Seems like I've waited to know. Can we get closer?. . Girl you should come up for the week.
Where we come from is a place we call Conant Gardens. (Motown) We getting shit started. If you ever hear us say McNic, Nic. . It's going down like that range Rover.
[Chorus]. All that I want is to show you love. All I got to do is find the time. So when can I see you? (I see you love). I know what you want. I know what you babe.
Everytime you try to do what you can. To get the ass, it's part of the plan. You settin it up, you buyin her stuff. You do it for the love cause you bucklin up.
You ain't gotta play hard to get. I know you, I know you like the art of sex. I'm putting down my plan like a architect. It's for you, and her, we can all get wet.
Canada is the Rocky Mountains. Canada is Prince Edward Island. Canada is a country made for love. Canada is La Belle Provence. Canada is the Yukon Mine.
9:20 in the valley of the sun. Construction lights burn out on the 101. There's a restless feeling in the center of my soul. That won't let go now. . Once again I am feeling the pain.
Layzie Bone Chiefn In My Wahoo Ft. R.O.B. & B.Money. Layzie Bone Chiefn In My Wahoo Ft. R.O.B. & B.Money.
Speak until the dust. Settles in the same specific place. Light refused to go. Drink it from a cast and iron plate. Instead of cold milk. Was offered unripe.
Here we are. Alive and free. Far away in time from our darkest day. That took our young and brave. . From the cradle to the grave. 70 years ago on July one 1916 on the Somme.
Darker than the starlight gold,. Bearing down again to bury me in the air,. Suffer like a stained glass wire,. When the waves are gone, your eyes and fears,.
All the memories that lead to isolation. All the time we didn't share. When we set adrift half-forgotten lies. Will the madness still be there?. Who of all you now will ride the lows and highs?.
The shadows fill the corners across the square. they come a-crawling to offer shelter, to haul me in. Without a needlepoint in the light. And the steel to still your tongue.
What began as hope. Became the fate of many nations. Founded on a lie believed by everyone. Slandered and betrayed. A character assassination. Watch the guilty fade.
With all the tears and rain. In every pleasure and every pain. And despair, delight, disdain. I hurt you, didn't I?. . The summer was almost gone. I won't forget the first time.
I got my black shirt on.. I got my black gloves on.. I got my ski mask on.. This shit's been too long.. . I got my twelve gauge sawed off.. I got my headlights turned off..
(I cramp your style. With a bullet and a smile) --> Onyx. . [ VERSE 1 ]. Ugh, niggas on the d-l casin me out. Truckin my jewels, feelin for the tools.