(Hook - Lataya Williams) (Feels so good) Feels good to know that someone loves you (To know someone loves you) Feels good to know someone cares (I wanna
stop the pass, I like to dump guys on their -. We love to play for the world's best fans, You better start makin' Your Super Bowl plans. But don
do! You've heard of your safari, bar mitzvahs, (Aah!) Baba-tua-luau, a sweet sixteen (Huh!) Well, none of them compare to what this is! (I don't know
crack your beef for being sweet Don't even try to sleep I'm full length You're a snip of tape I been in state but you tradin' jakes While your ass
says I ain't got the love I ain't got the time Ain't gonna give you no kiss Ain't gonna hand ya All I want's a ride, sweet william All I want's a ride
when your name comes up I feel all funny inside I got a sweet fever comin' all over me I got a sweet fever I wonder what can it be I don't know what
They had not sailed long upon the deep When a Queen's ship they chanced to meet You sailors all, pray tell me true Does my sweet William sail among your
at the door I reached out to hold you but you faded away And the mood I'm in I hope it rains today Your lips were there in the shadows warm and sweet
Well I'd love to ride all over town in a brand new Cadillac But on the money that I'm makin' it'll never be like that But money don't buy everything Like tender love
Your broke and your down And your looking for love But you won't find the kind of love that's sweet and right While your living on the dark side of life
boy" They had not sailed long upon the deep When a Queen's ship they chanced to meet "You sailors all, pray tell me true Does my sweet William sail among your
'm so in love, so deep in love You make my life complete You are so sweet, no one competes Glad you came into my life You blind me with your love, with
come undone I am scum Love your son You've gotta love my sad song my love song My sad song my love song My sad song my love song
out To take care of me There's a strange kind of light Caressing me tonight Pray silence my fear she is near Bringing heaven down here I miss your love I miss your
heard Nas got beef cause I'm dissin' his clique, cool come bring your ass nigga you can get dissed I worldwide steady war rappin', Get your cash on nigga
seater But ma' I ain't the type to love ya I'm a triflin, good for nothin, type a brother This cute face'll make your wife smile And I check in two bags
, blind crippled and crazy A ticket and you pay to see D - sweet Sade [LaToiya] Sade, Sade, don't you know I love you sweet Sade, Sade All around the
I'm bout to go, top of the world! Now I just wanna love you, just wanna love you But be who I am, you know you love me And with all this cash, mo' money