you to a place where there's nobody around.get on top And we can do it wild, cause I wanna make love(I wanna make), cause I wanna make love (I wanna make
] Are you the boy, the boy, the boy The honest truth, the real McCoy (were gonna get this, my boy) If you're the boy, the boy, the boy Then make me feel
boy, just crank it up (What) Are you the boy, the boy, the boy The honest truth, the real McCoy If you're the boy, the boy, the boy Then make me feel
But that was another place and another time We sit out on the front porch In the evening when the sun went down Willie would play and Laura would sing
gon stop yo Nigga, I'ma blast off Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone [Mark Curry] Yo, yo, uh Who's a nigga harder than me? On the boats, make
though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it
do when the love turns cold? (Let's) "live your life" Do you love me baby I'll be your friend Do you love me baby Though I love you like a brother
gon' play wit'cha, man Ha ha ha, I need y'all to sing, children Sing, I like it when the children sing I like it when you sing That lets you know somethin
I want is somebody who's gonna love me for me Somebody I can love for them All this money don't mean shit If you ain't got nobody to share it with Love
me Man she can move it, love when she dance to the music She makes me wanna stand like a fool stiff Her hands are so smooth that Just a simple touch make
stacks it's no problem Make raps and tracks and go Harlem Get worldwide coverage, got so many spots I don't even buy luggage, ya love it Make moves major
never make love to you like I do P Diddy - (Westside Remix) So give it to me Cause I can show you 'bout a real love And I can promise anything that I
ring on my little cold finger I've never known the loving of a man But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand There's a boy here in town, says he'll love
some happiness Open up, open up some happiness Ahem ahem Let me clear my throat So you can hear clearly every word spoke Today I woke feeling lovely Happiness overflowin' knowin' somebody loves
bunnies being wooed by seashells singing elegant choruses Little viola hidden in the orchestra, how I love to pretend the sounds you make are flowers
record label don't love ya, pal They didn't love ya on the street and don't love ya now They're out to make an end, friend 'Cause every dollar you make
them keys? Sing a lil' somethin' for the ladies You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Let 'em know how we feelin' right now Every time I come around, shawty love
