believe me, there was a nasty fire burning Stay just a little bit more Don't let my heart turn sore And when my curves came into play Oh what a hopeles
Stay just a little bit more Don't let my heart turn sore He was kind, polite and divine in public, tender as a sleepy child But when we got slightly more
again What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend? Screw it And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning? And what's a little fight? Tomorrow
guess you could call me David Ruffin I'm circled in the Temptations or maybe I'm angry, maybe I just need a little more patience or maybe I'm crazy, maybe I just get a little
I'm ready Will you stay stay But if I loved you a little bit longer If our love was a little bit stronger Would you stay stay Baby please stay If I
overload You don't wanna know About the things I know I just cant take no more Most of the time Though I gotta stay on I gotta stay real I gotta stay
's have a party connect me to somebody 555-on-line Being the man that I am and the click that I got I wish I was a little bit more like super cop It
in what? bring in..the verse.. Listen up 'cause there ain't nothin' funny, I wanna hot girl and a little bit of money, I wanna little house where
're probably expecting a ballad But I can kick a rhyme round Like I'm tossing a salad Because this time round I be causing a hazard Like if I threw a
Vegas, yep, I got married To a lady who loved me she thought it's be funny to gamble all my money And I got stranded without my clothes, a little bit
a little bit shy I kept my deepest feelings inside Speaking up to you about my emotions has always been hard But this just can't wait Tonight I feel a
yeah Alter a nigga nina talk to a nigga Take a chunk outcha body like a shark bit a nigga I'm awkward like Cartwright fuck wit a nigga Shot ugly but my
not offend. Did I act like a fool 'Cause I didn't know what to do When you gave me just a little bit more Than I bargained for, A little too much
Boy is Back For Good Now [Loon] Aiyyo, I'm fresh off the plane Tryin' to get a little bit of stress off my brain M-I-A Dom P., palm trees, 9O degrees
my god It's judgement day and I'm not prepared Everybody out there's running scared so take a little bit off the top I don't care, just make it stop
I wanna slit your throat and fuck the wound I wanna push my face in and feel the swoon I wanna dig inside, find a little bit of me Cuz the line
