never ask why 'Cause it's all in the line of love I'd give up my dreams watch 'em all fade Take what I had and give it all away For one more day with
Перевод: Литл Техас. All In Line Of Love.
you YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME! [Chorus] [first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!", ninth line starts "Bitch I'ma kill you!"] [Eminem] Hahaha, I'm just playin ladies You know I love
with tha airport I just bought a Hotel Cash Money Resort Hos love my grill, hos love my crib [B.G.] These hos just love tha way that.. Baby live [Baby
' all week Tonight's the night, I dips 'n try to step up in a freak I call this ho named Tiki, she got homies we can twist All we need's some chronic
't renting I said "I love you" 'cause you gave me head I didn't love you when we got out the bed If I could love you, you know I would But what you giving
and keep a high price partner Range and rove, got a mouth full a gold And I love these hoes Niggas wearing Rolexes Spendin 50 or better till coming back from Texas
I love you baby - that's my little Queen Ryan what up? Junito what up? Chu-Chu what up? John-John what up? Gianni what up nigga? - HA! [echoes] Little
eyes I got all I ever need when that girl is by my side Everything I love is there inside A little brick house on the Oklahoma-Texas line Everything I love
head to the bay Sunshine, sea spray, Buzzin on replay Its so hard, thats what she say Little Miss Sunshine, no tan line Laying on her belly and Im looking
dame, mayne (Talking) You gotta excuse me for being a little arrogant right now, uknowhatimsayin I'm a little heated at how these white folks try to
rise above And she's done a lot of living just to find a little love She won't be your mama, she won't be your little girl She belongs to the road she
yourself into a little sticky icky situation Head back to Texas Head back to Texas Head back to Texas So where my girls at Texas? You know I'm talking about Texas
the radio don't play me Except the real niggas, the rest of y'all is ladies Y'all should be wearing dresses, I kick you out of Texas I'm making wise investments
with the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game.} [Snooort coke, push dope, down to cut, a nigga throat Spunt half of his summer, cruisin' on a, love
hoes really love us on the Hill, Be real if your blood runs deep in the hood, All the punished shoulda woulda put a bunk in da wood, All stood, all good
all nervous that an accident is imminent, never have a chance to relax and get intimate arrives at my drive, I sigh, get all shy so we all get all