me don't know what i can do to make you see what i see in you and everything you do has got me hooked- has got me hooked on you oh yeah (has got me
Traducere: Devotament. Ma Pescuit sportiv.
No no oh no (No) [Chorus] Played with my emotions (Played) You gets no devotion (And you gets no love, gets no love) You can't get no love from me You
and touch Too much, so you hit the street looking for love Affection and devotion, met none of the above Looked me in the face like a slave set free Met me
up, won't ya, fly for the sky with me? Come on, get high with me Can you please see it's only real when you ride with me, ride with me We are havin'
Okay If you shed blood with me to this point, you deserve an explanation For all the hell that you've endured, while helping me reach my destination And
/ and the way he complimentin chuckie with that bow tie flow/ make me feel high so/ im gon spit it my way excuse me as i do me/ crusin rudely down the
rather just die than inflict any pain on somebody Who truly put trusted me Better yet I just make her the suffer Who taught me 'n' mocked me 'n' fucked with me
on her own She held me down at the crib Hold me down when I'm gone She held me down as a kid Hold me down When I'm grown an, ah (I can't go on this
From I got the hook-up! soundtrack W s hell ya Life of a street nigga We got the comrads Either make it or take it (chorus) Bang or ball bang or ball
we off the hook We got no troubles Life is the bubbles Under the sea, under sea Under the sea, under the sea Since life is sweet here We got the beat
You gets no love from me You better rock my shit Don?t knock my shit Because I got this shit To make you cock this shit You gets no love from me You
Drop you like a bad habit (ooh) Boy you got me tangled up in your net And your loves got me so upset I?m trapped in your funhouse Boy you got me burning
us Me and mine too strong and rebellious, the petties stay jealous Find me in the dusty cellars, writing To feed the 5,000 fellas, hustlers and street dwellers Heather B devoted
He tells me I'm worthless, he says I'm a loser But now I refuse to let him lead me wrong Reading the Word in the morn got me feeling strong I found my
uh huh) Prefer Cris' even though the Moe get me dizzy So it's a rizzy, I'm 'bout it Standing on the couches like I ain't got no home-training in me Huh
