spent And love, love, love Will open your eyes and sing And love, love, love Will give you wings And love, love, love Will open your eyes and sing And love, love, love
I want more Than I thought I'd own I want order in my mind I want more I want more Than I thought I'd own I want hands to wave goodbye I want more Take
Перевод: Love Spit Love. Подробнее.
Перевод: Love Spit Love. Больше, чем деньги.
a-bus-a-bus rhyme (RAAAAAAA!!!) See, I ain't do that in a long time! Spitting shit, make piece, do more crime Hot songs, cribs, have a little more
a thugs passion And this the realest shit I ever wrote And all eyes on me like a microscope Young jeezy give em one more chance They try to spit like
better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo, you better No more games
and hear me cry??! That's alright because I love the way you lie....... I love the way you lie... I love the way you lie... You ever love somebody
I do Just grant me the strength that I need, for one more day to get through So homie this is your song, I dedicate this to you I love you Doodi [Chorus
me) You (don’t hurt me no more) That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you You get (no love) Bitch you get (no love) And I don’t need you
Let's take this shit back to basement And we can discuss statements thats made on this tape And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love
before they cut her stomach open and lypo`ed it Anybody I throw flames at, gets a name It`s a game, cause they know that they don`t spit the same
think he did, did he? " And dr. dre said... nothing you idiots! Dr. dre’s dead, he’s locked in my basement! (ha-ha!) Feminist women love eminem {*vocal
Catch a homo by his toe, man i don't know no more Am i the only fuckin one who's normal any more? [Hailey:] Dad [Chorus] [Verse #3:] My songs can
re right back at it In the same exact pattern What the fuck is the matter with us We can't figure out if it's Lust or it's love What's sad is what's attracting
mat Niggaz will never get this shit back Spit it so eloquently My pistols represent me Bust until my rounds empty Back for the street fame [Chorus] (One love
slim him up Get it thru yo head, 50 Cent don't care I cock triggers light the blockup, iller than times square Real shit, you spit it cause you seen it I spit
