all I miss It feels like time is slipping through my hands, familiar voices reaching out to me Now just faded words stained with yesterday Just whispers
of all I miss It feels like time is slipping through my hands, familiar voices reaching out to me Now just faded words stained with yesterday Just whispers
me (yeah) Do, do, do, do what you want 2 me I want someone to take control of my body Tell me how much you, want me Chain me up and lock me and rough me up
And watch the lights go wild Just keep on keeping your eyes on me It's just wrong enough to make it feel right And lead me up the staircase Won't you whisper
you can't give up, you got a lot of people waitin' on you Do your mamma a favor Give them some of that Chicago style R'n'B that I brought you up on
your hair and watch the lights go wild Just keep on keeping your eyes on me It's just wrong enough to make it feel right And lead me up the staircase slowly and whisper
, cosy, now off with the clothes-y Can I get a witness? Betta fitness Baby, we can do it, take your time, do it right Lick my belly button, whisper sweet
off with the clothes-y Can I get a witness Betta fitness. Baby, we can do it Take your time, do it right Mmm, lick my belly button Whisper sweet
now baby roll with us, chickens snapping at the neck when we rollin' up. rollin' up blow through the doors ain't no holdin' up yeah black card at
hata's and dick riders Bent niggaz' that be crashin into dividers Gettin you into shit got that ass hud up Got them la'd up got you comin out of your
Intro: Hot, New Boyz Verse 1 Legacy: Look, i went over pick-up lines in front of mirrors all the time mandatory, cause i st-st-studdard every time i
PEACE UP! A-TOWN Down! [Lil' Jon:] Yeah, Ok! Lil' Jon! Usher, Usher, Usher[whispered] [Usher:] Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah
rabbit Meet me there I take a flight Your dark chocolate fittin to be up in the air like a kite Caught up in the Chicago wind Just to be up in your
we are every gyal i'm on said there ain't a bulletproof needed for none of these shots or can i get a from the front swagga turned all the way up, no
dog *whispered "fuck em"* Front em, front em!! [WC] Yeahhhh, beeaaaa!! Back up in the mutha-fucka Crawlin up the letter to skanless Givin it up, straight
window came a plaintive funeral hymn My sympathy awakened and a wonder quickly grew 'Til I found myself environed in a little colored pew Out front
He's been runnin' lights for years Grindin' down those forward gears He's got a lady in the back seat, lady in the front seat Eyes on the road and whispers
"Good morning, Brook-nam" Another stop on the train (Wake up wake up wake up ) We come to a stop that everybody got to make Whether you local or express
