you I said it If I could only get your love back Sugar I tell ya, if I could only get your love back Baby oh, If I could only get your love back I'll
Tulkojums: Trīs Grādi. Get Your Love Back.
Leave me alone I ain't fucking with nobody Keep fucking with me you gon' turn me back to booboo Had me casing out your crib tryna pop your fucking noodles
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
on you And it your folks hard, that henny mix Rappers fire quick like twenty blix, any click beefin' 'cause, they don't city wit, loves goin' get cha
go and on the count of three (Go) Go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three (Go) Go, go, go, go, go, go Uh, on the count of three Everybody run back to your
uh on Got these slim pickin's on my Charles Dickens I pack a Mac To make your back stiffen flip the script I act different The eyeball keep your distance
'm robbin your brains with antilogical, phenomical Suicidal with lethal type funk spread your nodules Straight up the weight up plus I max like a beta Boy I fuck your
not a no-good thug Standin on the corner sellin drugs And just remember, this ain't multiple choice Without a college degree you only got your voice You gotta talk for yours, or get
some Seagram's gin Everybodys got their cups, but they ain't chipped in now these type of things, happen all the time You got to get yours, but fool I gotta get
in love is what I am Love was never born to say, goodbye Love was never born to say, goodbye Just another helpless, fool in love is what I What's happenin
so I called her I said I got mines, get off your ass and raise your daughter (twamp dog): Peniles at my door, three in the front, nigga, four through the back
your time, take your, take your time Take your time, take your, take your time Take your time, take your, take your time Take your, take your time, take your
love us) Get your ass up and go to work, 'cause you know On payday, nigga that shit gon' hurt Fuckin' with a skirt instead of handlin' your bizness
more day that's unate (check it) It's 90 degrees no enemies in sight Even the don gotta fall to his knees every night (chorus) {:52} Can I get 24 more hours (can I get get
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in Now this types of shit, happens all the time You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine Everything
the nigga to come bust a dogg rhyme So motherfuckers throw your hands in the air And get your proper groove on like you don't care See I don't love
