, wave your hands All my peoples, who understand (represent them now) Represent your woman your woman your woman your woman your woman?s worth (Dadada?s) No need to read it to what?s
told, She shine like silver, burn like gold.... Cos' she's a woman....she's a woman.... She got everything I need, She got comfort, she got speed.... She's a woman
tripped and I missed my star And I fell and fell alone The moon's a harsh mistress The sky is made of stone The moon's a harsh mistress She's hard to
well, That you know too much Well, that you know too much to let go Now, I can't watch you Be an Easy vision Well an Easy vision Lord I love the heaven's
I know that it?s alright It?s alright yeah it?s alright It?s alright girl it?s alright It?s alright woman it?s alright It?s alright, it?s alright Chorus
this Wear my hair long down to my hip bone If that's the way I feel Wear my sunshades even in the night time Ride my woman in a Coupe de Ville I might
but you love it when you near it Sit her on the sofa get a little closer Touch it right, do it like a man's supposed to Knew you was the one, that's
Some doubt, some believe, some lie, cheat, and deceive So it's only you and me When you weak, I'll make you strong, here's where you belong I ain't perfect
Hey, oh, High heels on, Hair did, Can't no other woman rock a dress like this, Body bangs, glitter thangs, She the only reason for the song I sing, And
Must of lost Her Fucking Mind But Damn this Girl was Fine From the club went to her Home She didnt want to be Alone Here i am Trickin while my girlie's
your mama call smut Girl, let's get butt naked an' fuck Come on, you know you wanna do it too It's good to me an' it's good to you I only speak what's
and down Girl, Let's Get Butt Naked And Fuck! Come on,you know you wanta do it,too Do that stuff that your mama call smut! It's good to me,and it's
That's right, I'm a nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? My man Lord Finesse is my motherfuckin' nigga, you know? Evil E's my nigga, Islam's my nigga That's
mais ao longe Pessoas sem fome Com pas sangrando Na vereda Florida And the church bell dongs A remarkable song And I swallow the salt As I hum along The woman
On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha You can listen to the engines moanin' Out its one note song You can think about the woman or the girl You
my talent did And what yo' business is It's been a couple years Guess iti??s not about who you know, iti??s just how you balance it Iti??s always awkward
Getting over all the time I had to worry, Leaving all the changes far from far behind. We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name. Down
over, the time I had to worry (Over) Leaving all the changes far, far behind We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name Down at the end