Up, down, up When I up, down and touch the ground It puts me in the mood Up, down and touch the ground In the mood for food I am stout, round and I
Hold me tight now Need you more, want you most Feels so right now Like how your hands Feel me up and down Like how your touch Send me off the ground
from the ground to the top of the cloud And now as I look down, I see where I fell into your arms Now I got love all over me Baby, you touch every part
ground again you can see im firmly standing feet on the ground again i was lost a while but my feet on the ground again you cant bring me down i got my
who can give me a breeze If you touch me there, please beware you can start up a fire I don't mind if you take me home, cool me up in the shower Well
car and touch the ground Watch those streetlights Swayin' in the breeze Decorated store fronts Rusty old gas pumps Try to fill my mind up with Somethin
Bouncin' round the air like a tennis ball When it touches down I wanna kiss the ground But it's time to wreck a new town Get to the arena, meet up with
head like my daddy had and my daddy dad and my great great great great grandpa had a real crazy swag so i stand today then get down and pray that the second is now and
go Stones Heavy like the love you've shown Solid as the ground we've known And I just wanna carry on We took it from the bottom up And even in a desert
dream You burn up everything We might make a scene Ignite gasoline When the music goes up And the sun goes down Lightening strikes and I'm on the ground
pussy fo me.. Bend Over, won't u pop dat pussy.. Pop dat pussy and shake dat ass.. Pop dat pussy and shake dat ass.. Pop dat pussy and shake dat ass.. Pop dat pussy and
I feel when you?re around And I can?t believe it?s going down God knows my head is spinning Round and round and in and out My soul is lifting off the ground
your engine up And wave your hands high Like your tryin' touch a sky But, Don't bring me down (Just pick me up) Don't bring me down (Just pick me up-up
up your room You've been living underground, eating from a can You've been running away from what you don't understand Love, she's slipping, you're sliding down
Look at what came in the mail A scale and some Arm & Hammer Soul gold grill and bacon, Mamma Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers Stack of questions
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get your ass up and let's get ill, that's right y'all We more than rough, we callin' your bluff And
hand up from down by my side It's shakin', my life is crashin' before my eyes Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies Touch the bottom of her chin
me talk Let me talk, let me talk, let me talk Won't you come on down, put your feet on the ground? Get in touch with you, let your love come through
