gotta get it straight! sod money gang? in the seif! if a nigger won?t? i might ? but i?ma spit the real shit, let the fans real shit, let them decide
I wanted to give all of my fans something extra Because this album was so special to me And it came so effortlessly after I finished The film of my life
Como olvidar lo que esa noche a mi me paso Me estaba despidiendo y tu mirada me cautivo Pero el avion tenia que partir Y jure volver a verte y todavia
Back in Nagasaki I got married to Cho Cho San That was her name in those days And I was her man I'm going back to visit her She got a problem She got
of my life to spend some time on my knees so just come on come on come on to me are you ready we all need a push sometimes or a shove now action fans
Home grown Back to the rhythm and back to the beat of the radio You ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role You can't play with me
and so and did blah blah blah I sign autographs shake hands and never think 'Cause nowadays fans are damn near extinct I swear y'all where's the fans
Models, keine Teenies keine Zahnspangen Alles was ich seh auf den Konzerten Sind dicke MA¤nner mit BA¤rten Ich schA¤me mich fA?r meine Fans! was soll
us, is you the fans As long as you remember The boys in the band We'll keep the fires a burnin' For all of you, our fans
I just want you to know, that through out it all It's only you that stuck by me And for that, I thank you, I love you, Ashanti
Hey big spender lose your golddiggers, won't you? This world's a girl (uh-oh) in trouble and she's needin' 6 figures, won't you? won't you light her
spoken in a language that u think that u know the night that's in store forget who u are every indication that you know right from wrong the doorknob
I'm gonna tell you somethin' good. sister we're dancin'. I wanna get you in the mood. sister keep dancin'. I set it all up, it plays like this... anyway
take me back to your scene take me back sound machine take me back your system's bad like that. lay me back old memphis soul lay me back jelly roll
(Perrone, James, Chiu) Love child you?re wastin? your breath on me Love child you?re wishin? that spell on me Push into me Head go whoosh when you kiss
she's wearing black cigarette pants how she dance her banshee dance she's floating light on her tiptops how she gets that's all you'll get she covers
Sad & Lola, why so shy? She never had her slice of life. But she's someone else when she's dancin'. She's Hart to Hart in a mansion. I know a little
heavy hand exciting beats i know exactly who you are let me love you mystery you have a bit of film noir in your eyes... in your eyes in your eyes my
