you with my love Exposed to love, ohh ohh Never felt like this love, ohh ohh Exposed to love, ohh ohh Never felt like this love, ohh ohh Exposed to love
Tradução: Exponer. Expuestos a Amor.
gonna live inna di palace, Woah! [Chorus - Jr. Gong] [Verse 3 - Nas] Some people ask me if I feel the zionists are real And in my songs do I plan to expose
That we've kept through our lives Love, love will tear us apart again [x4] Do you cry out in your sleep All my failings expose? Get a taste in my mouth
: [Hook] That?s not love That?s not love That?s not love [Lil Wayne - Verse 1] Snakes in the grass, so I stay on the pavement Survived the battle with
out my way to call 'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem like they too small Them see-through tops with your titties exposed When you kick
for that Goin' out like Big and Pac I fear for that Take this lambo and put six holes in it Shatter the glass and leave my body exposed in it Lift the
out like big and pac I fear for that, take this lambo and put 6 holes in it, shatter the glass and leave my body exposed in it, lift the doors up and
I done it before Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved
: Keep changing your mind. Like clouds in the sky. Love me when your high. Leave me when you cry. I know it all takes time. Like a river running dry
closer than kin Please expose your shadows Such concerns are products of love Falling in lies One more fraud destroys our trust in you Our love for you
'; On every song Murder my enemies I'm mashing 'till I'm gone One love to my thug niggas And fuck a bitch cause a truce is to love niggas Throw
my posse Look how paranoid these niggas got me Cellular calls are being traced Since surveillance silently Momma chill Thug livin pay the bills And die violently Closed caskets Expose
I cease to exist? Black Jesus [2Pac] All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail In times of war
blood Do you still wanna be a thug? Yo, criminal ways of thinkin made me crave Abe Lincolns The days I spent stinkin caught victims on the weekends Seeking a better path, expose
in my face about some shit that never took place And what you see is what you get that's what he told me I peeped it in his pose exposed the fucking phony
living in this game, for years Why worry, Hope to god Get me high When I'm burried Knowing deep inside me Only if yah love Come rush me to the gates
