3 AM, string of green lights in a row And the real thing Love can change anything If you can just let go (let's go) (The real thing, the real thing)
it up and he says, "Girl, you better hold on tight" 'Cause this is the real thing, love changes everything This is the night when every heart's exploding The real thing
3 AM string of green lights in a row And the real thing Love can change anything If you can just let go (let's go!) (The real thing, the real thing)
A 3 AM string of green lights in a row And the real thing Love can change anything If you can just let go (let's go!) (The real thing, the real thing)
so high maybe it's the hindi that has gotten in me whatever's got into me I don't mind Yea, (oh, oh), yea yea, oh I feel like dancing I feel like dancing
' Right Damn (damn) [5x] Wow Apl. de ap. from Philippines Live and direct, rocking this scene Breaking on down for the B-boys And B-girls waiting to do their thing
much woman for Everlast to handle In my eyes no girl could hold a candle to you I was confused - hey yo, what's my next move? My boys said, "Relax E, and act real
if you wanna Five will make you feel alright Five bad boys with the power to rock you Five bad boys with the power to rock you Five bad boys with the
can remaniesse [Nadine:] The best thing lovin, was her brother and her cousin and It started with a little kiss, so like this! [Girls Aloud:] Walk
All black everything Black cards, black cars All black everything And our girls are blackbirds Ridin' with they dillingers I'd get more in depth If you boys really real
truck bae boy, now I'm all grown up I use to play the block like that (like that) I use to carry knots like that (like that) now I got black cards
Yo, pretty ladies around the world Gotta a weird thing to show you So tell all the boys and girls Tell your brother, your sister and your momma too Were
your step on my section, gotta walk like, talk like Where they shot out all the street lights So you can't see what nobody be like And we like, to dress
I strap tha Smith-Wess, and bust.. it in they chest I had ta hustle hustle hustle hustle Had ta struggle for success Hid grams in girls' breasts, stick
side of the road And I heard «Son do you know why I ’m stoppin’ you for?» Cause I ’m young and I ’m black and my hats real low Do I look like a mind
*rap* I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your
