Lyrics:
Thank you Lord you show me love
Now I know am not alone
I go sing praises from house to church
I go throw party for every town
See my motor see my
Thank you Lord you show me love
Now I know am not alone
I go sing praises from house to church
I go throw party for every town
See my motor see my
throat
But I still can't let you go
Round and around and around again
I can see the light but this is not the end
I went to go write a love song
Not playing the chase
Get the fuck out my way
Not playing the chase
Not playing no games
Not playing the chase
I'm grabbing the bag
Not playing
Think that by now
You'd know I'm not available
Know you're still thinking
That I'm gonna aim at you
B****
Yeah I'm not playing the chase
Yeah I'm not
Think that by now
You'd know I'm not available
Know you're still thinking
That I'm gonna aim at you
Bitch
Yeah I'm not playing the chase
Yeah I'm not
a love to show, a love they know
They're slow slow slow slow slow
So slow that they never know where I go
It's not right, it's not right
How am I the only
day link the bros but its always love when we check in
Sometimes gotta ride clean not everyday carry the machine
Not everyday link the wife Jim jams
Let me tell you a story, from a long time ago[00:17.79]About a strapping young fella, and his voyage with his love[00:22.18]This man was no captain,
And the people carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love, she laughs just like the flowers
That valentines can't buy
In the dime stores and bus stations
Forces within me mix reason with lust, but
I'll try to accept it and not make it worse
'cause I know I might loose it by taking the chance,
(But) love
Booddy by by oh my my I love you and that's no lie
But you lived up to your title ho! Caroline, ha ha
Yeah, mad cash be spending
And thanks to you he
Uh, ten, twenty, thirty hours
Head, shower, bed (ayy)
I could lay here with ya 'til the day switch, ooh (ooh)
Love like a shot of Henny, I would
our eyes stuck looking at
Our eyes are making out
We're not made for this
Fighting love
Our eyes stuck looking at
Our eyes are making out
We're too
Words and Music by Margo Guryan
Love
What does it mean
To live between
The beginning and ending of love
Where do you go
To get to know
my arms were longer
Then maybe I could wait longer
But I just could not leave Washington Street
No, I just could not leave
While I was in love with
You’ve got me asking why
Won’t you give me love
It’s not nearly wide enough lately
And you could get me high
But it’s never enough
I need you all
Here I sit all by myself
Wonderin' how she could put our love on a shelf
A crowd of people, they pass me by
But all I can do is hang my head
I be forever thuggin' baby!
The same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby!
Bitch I'm from Dade County.
See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet
I be forever thuggin' baby!
The same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby!
Bitch I'm from Dade County.
See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet
hadn't been
Here to see
You don't cry
Not for this heart breaker
You won't cry
You've found a new
Love maker
And he's makin' you
Forget the love you used
down the walls the basics
Face it, your fuckin wit a cocksman love
And you defend on the ball like Garry the Glove
Paintin, no relation
Not a lot
arms
By the hands of the father
Oh, mary full of grace, blessed the love
Between daddies and daughters tucking you in
Reading 'good night moon' every
A disaster scenario
So don't look at what you did
This melted gelato
I love you! Ti amo! Je t'aime! ¡Te quiero!
It's not love but wait
I'll be
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