Lyrics:
you should know
I can't get by on part of your love babe
I've got to have it all
My only rule is desire
And it moves me
Stronger than the wind
So don't
that I can hear is your song haunting me Distractions I've been using Can't get the melody out of my head you see Days like a slow train trickle by Do
to take you there like the Staple Singers
Put something in the tank and I know that I can bring ya
If you can't take the heat, get your ass out
love today
Doggy, Doggy, Doggy, can't you see?
Somehow your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your jazzy ways
Doggy Dogg, your love is here
break 'em from the get-go
Slidin' by, riding high when we get-go
Love it or leave it, we love livin illegal
Servin' or swerving in a '85 Regal
Look
cross ‘em
Kill your ass and leave you behind
Like an orphan
I swear it happens all the time, very often
Still gettin' baseball money, Barry Larkin
‘Round
And you were supposed to love me
Then I got a text from your ex
All summer night, reachin' for nine
On stand by, three sixty five
You get high and you
Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes, six minutes)
Something's
really care about us
(Enough is enough of this garbage)
All I want to say is that they don't really care about us
Skinhead, dead head, everybody gone
Can't wait 'til we make real love
Because these conjugal visits just ain't enough
I'm really looking forward to a future for us
Baby don't worry
Your love was like a drug, was like a drug
I couldn't get enough of touch
Oh, your touch, that kind of rush
I couldn't get enough, but now
Since
can't chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin' him
a white wife-beater
Aston Vanquish parked at the meter
I forgot to feed her, better go (put some money on it)
Yeah, now they all love the Don G
I'm
dizzy
Can't get enough of your kissy, kissy
No cure, I don't want one
Oh baby, this must be love
Lunchtime and I eat a sandwich
I think of you
sinkin' in the quicksand
Created by the keeper of time
Cast aside by using ancient tricks
That changes your state of mind
They got you catering
your world.
I can picture you in cowboy boots,
I can picture you a country girl.
Once you give me a try
then you'll know why
you can't get enough
White girl, for the white girl
They get all excited
Got enough in here to get us all indicted
Call up your girls, yeah they all invited
All I really
Your red Hawaiian shirt and
Your hair jet black
Hangin' 'round with your good
For nothing friends, bettin' by the track
Baby, you can't come back from
sick enough to fuck a man in his face, but I won't
'Cause you'll probably wanna stand in his place
So put a sock in it with your fake-ass Tupac image
hustle
(I got it, just stay close enough to get it on)
Don't slow, drive it, clean it, Lysol, bleed it
Spend the last dough (I got it) in your pock-o (I
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
enough
You can't get enough, you can't get enough
(Ohhh)
Gimme, all your love
Gimme, all your love
You can be my dream
I'm your fantasy
You can be my
of these other n****s
I get it, I spend it, your husband on a budget, Mrs.
Young Money cloud gang so above you n****s
Besides these groupies after
feel the heat of your skin as you pull me near
I go in and out of love
Never get enough
I keep going
In and out of love
Tryin' to get higher
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