If you're feelin' what I'm feelin'. It would be all right. But if you're feelin'. What I'm dealin'. Then we're high high high. . I could love you. I could Love you.
(Chorus). My heart is low, my heart is so low. As onlv a woman's heart can be. As only a woman's, as only a woman's. As only a woman's heart can know.
Love is the nectar. Of the sweet fruit of life. I can't help but hold you. And squeeze you so tight. I brought the first love. Tear from your eye. Captured your spirit.
I never cared about the car I'd drive. Or the room I'd sleep or the bus I'd ride.. Just as long as I could get somewhere. And not get hurt I could breathe out there.
I DRIVE SO HARD, I DRIVE SO FAR. WON'T YOU WATCH ME WHEELIN' AROUND. SEEMS A HUNDRED MILES AN HOUR BABY THAT'S TOO FAST. BETTER HANG ON TIGHT LIKE YOU WANT TO LAST.
CHORUS. . Yeah they call me yeah Hot n Nasty. Yeah they call me uh Mister Fancy. Yeah when you ball me. Yeah you're hot n nasty. Oh when you ball me. You're Miss Fancy.
I don't wanna do somethin I'll regret,so. hold me long. in 10 or 20 years maybe I'll forget. the reason we are together, so. hold me down. there's two ways to go down the road of life, so.
Movin' makes me thirsty. Hungry deep down. Got my heart and soul from the lost and found. I'm a high rider baby. Say don't need no creed. I'm aimed in my ways.
Yeah, yeah it's sick that, yeah that's good.. Wait hold on a minute, pull it up, stop. You know what you wanna do with that right, you wanna put a bangin' donk on it!.
Here's a story 'bout a brave boy. A real love pusher. Any woman got his lovin'. Then he would venture. He swore more and more. He only needed freedom.
All:. we on. a we on. yeah yeah its recording. whos phones that. why's someone left the phone on while we're recording. rapid am sure its yours. it aint mine thats not my ringtone.
You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain. Too much lovin drives a man insane. You broke my will but what a thrill. Goodness gracious - great balls of fire.
Gettin' kinda cocky I'm a filly love jockey from WAY back in the sticks. Gettin' kinda cocky pouncin' on your hot legs is HOW I get my kicks. . Stickin' your neck out is what it's about.
The moon was bright. on this mystical night. our studs were saddled. and their cinches were tight. . Yea on every night of the full moon. we rode through the land of our homes.
Hyman Naugthon sat down to write a song,. with the help of some expensive words,. he was comin' right along.. He wrote about his troubles,. and then he wrote of death..
Flying Horse of Louisiana,. were you ever unknown?. Did your crowd fail to cheer?. Were you left standing and forsaken with your tears?. . Flying Horse of Louisiana,.
Show me the way you make me dreamin ok. You love my hair because it grows everyday. We get so happy with the hearts that we break. Hairspray, gasoline, and rollerskates.
Grab a fistful of love. It can't hurt. Grab a fistful of love. It can't hurt. Grab a fistful of love. It can't hurt. Grab a fistful of love. It can't hurt.
When the sun grows on your tongue,. You won't want to stop him.. You're gonna die, we're all gonna die,. We won't want to stop him..
Got the world at the tip of my fingers. Women in the palm of my hand. If life gets much better. Better watch out for this man. 'Cause I'm a rapper and I'm a scrapper.