Lyrics:
be together
Anywhere you are is fine by me
Well now, I don't need to wrap up boxes
Or put lights on a tree
All I want is you right here beside me
the end of time yeah
Till the end of time
Baby eeee till the end of time
Till the end of time my baby ooh
I just wanna be by your side
You and me we'll be
(Chorus)
The pressures of life.... will leave you dry.
The pressures of life.... will have you cry.
The pressures of life.... won't let you fly.
praying for this lately
And you may be the angel to save me
I don't know why
But it feels so right when you make me cry
So we could see this through
Don't cry, darling, please
We've seen worse days than these
And a love that bore a storm
Won't be broken by a breeze
Look around and you'll see
let mе
(Oh yeah) i'm a boss bitch
I'll have you rockin' my chain
I ain't in the force and that, just let it be
Make you feel good
Don't wanna bring you
Keep it casual, don't have to tippy toe
Take your cares off, just stay a couple more
You don't have to be, don't have to be a stranger
Go and get
for the most, I know
don't you think I've cry
pride is all I ever got
how to break what was meant?
I guess you never really cared
if you have to hide
Ride baby, ride baby
I'm ready girl if you're down
So take my hand on a chance
Life's a dance come on' lets go
Fly baby, fly baby
You don't have
only could see you my sweet Molly (Molly Molly)
Please don't cry (please don't cry)
Maybe I should have written to let you ahead of time
But I was
just gotta try
We will get it my nigga it's up to you and I
I don't want to my nigga but I gotta cry
We gon get it my nigga we are bound to fly
Yea Ah
gone be popping
We can go shopping
And get everything that's on your wish list
Santa Claus gone make sure that
You have a merry Christmas
I know you
strings attached
I dont know if your gonna be into that
Yeah we going Tic for Tac
Baby can you call me back
I don't wanna hear the s*** you did, don't
have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don't want you gettin' sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said
ya but it's these tactics that he daily practice
They gonna let you
Don't have it have it
Runnin' up you sons of bastards blast it
We sons
just be sincere
You know you wanna have fun
Why don't you come kick it with a young black African millionaire
Come kick it with a young black African
They all be missin’ the mark yeah baby you primo
[Verse 1]
Lemme lift you up on the counter, put your hands up on the mantle
Really any place it don’t
And shrimp and steak wasn't the only thing cookin'
I sat down to eat, ordered my food
I said to the waitress, "I don't men to be rude
But I'll take you
touch you, dear
And now you are standing at my door
Please, let me take you in my arms
And squeeze you, baby, and don't mind
The tear that's in my eye
understand it
Put me through school, swore soon I'd be in a position to rule
Look at me now, your only child breathing through you
For you, by you
lovely to lay by your side
but now you're gone
so if you want me to be your friend
than just stop kissing me
if you're not ready for this
CHORUS
lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys (Brian):
You see war is not the answer
Nona Gaye
Hesitating like a stutter
Oxymoron don't be dumb
I school niggas like the United Negro College Fund
I see you plotting scheming trying to snake
And when
know about me homie I don't feel
Sorry for you Atari for you borrow from me
Sorry for tomorrow
Come on baby let's go back to Cairo
Egyptian pyramids
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