if it ain't good enough for you baby, ha I do it all for you And I will not stop 'Til I know you're hot If it ain't good enough, good enough, baby I'
Traducere: Bobby Brown. Destul de bun.
) ohh i think i have found the girl for me and she is the only one i need we fit together like a hand in a glove and there are never enough moment when
in my brown skin Scratch me shawty, we be makin' music You be like my DJ, Bobby V on replay Never get enough, never get enough the way you rock my body
with Mark Garvey, sharp as Sharpton A known fact that I stay pro black I go back like Kojak or Bobby Womack Or maybe Jim Brown, been down from Ground
became another victim of homicide because he chose to walk on the wildside (Chorus) Charles had everything going for him A top paying job a good life. A good
food Remember baggy jeans, the Timberlands in November Shorty called me Santa in December But guess what, my Wally's got messed up Autograph pressed up what, blessed enough
been around you remember when it was pounds it went down who put dat fruity on da town brought in dat boojiey __ and put out dat bobby brown and now ima
take you places you ain't been before Soon as we get there, baby You'll be coming back for more, 'cause If ain't good enough, good enough, baby I'll
be blunt and lay my cards on the table You'll be gone with the wind for messin' with Dark Gable In comes the era of the chocolate types Like your Bobby Brown
't strait And that my arm... My arm looks like a garbage truck! -- Oh... Oh, he's right, Bobby McPrescott You know you... You're not eating enough of
93 (Glam Slam, are U ready?) (Yeah!) (I said Glam Slam, are U ready?) (Hell yeah!) Ooh, this is nice Yeah, I told U we would get good seats U didn't get good
'93 (glam slam, are u ready? ) (yeah!) (I said glam slam, are u ready? ) (hell yeah!) Ooh, this is nice Yeah, I told u we would get good seats U didn't get good
a hundred pounds I'm known to smoke heavy but yet and still it goes down Connected with the pounds of the good kush and good haze Good weed keeps me high
just a common new editon for a Faces of Death videos Splish splash in your own blood bath Holdin' your chest bigger than Bobby Brown's drug stash Bigger
Mark Garvey, sharp as Sharpton A known fact, that I stay pro black I go back like Kojak or Bobby Womack Or maybe Jim Brown, been down from Ground Zero
s) watchin DVD's (DVD's) Now MLK (MLK) in my SUV (SUV) Pigeons jockin me, they wanna ride wit me You gotta be down ho, like Bobby Brown and Whitney I'
cherry Me, I'll have a Cowa-loo and milk Cause champagne always stains my silk You got a man? That's somethin we will talk about He's smart enough to have ya, but dumb enough
