, I can't stop hearin? all the singin? Oh, my soul has never had this feelin? And it feels like So, so, so much love in you You got so much love in you
can't stop hearing all the singing Oh, my soul has never had this feeling and it feels like so, so So much love in you You got so much love in you I
Перевод: The Rocket Summer. Так много любви.
i can't stop hearing all the singing Oh, my soul has never had this feeling and it feels like so, so So much love in you You got so much love in you
I rock em all, brown rocks to baguettes I bang and ball, like blood and crypt sets On Lear Jets, I'm done and dirty and so flossy on tha scene I'm ridin
a wood shop class And these women gimme "Love" like it's tennis time So many shoes that my closet look like Finish Line So many acres that my crib look
heart of home. Love, love, love, it picks you up and spins you round, Sits you right back down where you belong. I don't fit my hat sometimes, I get so
heart keeps flying Trying to become the heart of home Love, love, love, it picks you up And spins you round Sets you right back down, where you belong Love, love, love
solve 'em You can tell me no problem, ooh i know you like me ooh i know you love me , you want some more of me so come on gettin' lovely , I'm gettin
what he was strivin' for Spendin' cash at the bar to get credit Drinkin' Chaundon just because Big said it They say Ye is but dude was big headed Rocked the fur in the summer so
I am grateful now and I will always be So would you sing with me The song is all I know Some truths are told now only in a melody So I've been writing
feelin'?" "Oh, I'm fine" "My name is Mos" "I'm Sharice I heard so much good about you, it's nice to finally meet" We moved to the booth reserved for crew especially And honey love
stood for somethin', ugh Tupac, Biggie, oh how we miss you so We want y'all both to know we really love you so Eh yo, I'm Gucci down Wally boot, Jamaican
Jewish chick She'd always give me gifts for Chanukah To meet her folks she'd try and make me rock a yhomica But she looked so damn good she almost made
he got no rhythm So let the steel hit him, we speaking jail diction Hoe work and day oppression Turn up the bass and let the system thump So my neighbors
class And these women gimme love like it's tennis time So many shoes that my closet look like Finish Line So many acres that my crib look like Bermuda So
lip first for you touch us He one that's kicking our brothers Much as I smoke the duchess and model chicks that cut us And motherfuckers that love us
was try to talk to hoes, and none of them was tryin to hear (not 1 hoe) it woulda meant so much more back then cause now its fake hoes everywhere so
