Come and get my love, don't turn around I will never let you down, come and get my love Don't waste your time, you're magical So sensual, emotional, so beautiful Come and
Tradução: T-Spoon. Ven a mi amor.
there for you No matter what (hehe) You will always be in my heart With unconditional love [Verse One:] Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings All my
shit ... the block don't let it get too hot And move... get you high shit Me I'm in that cockpit On my suit and tie shit Tryna cash it and ready I'm not
on yo what you get I don't believe in miracles but that don't mean they don't come true well I may not get to heaven but I get a little closer when I'
my whole time chillin', And now the girls like, It's only drake got chased and so the artists I respected try and take my place, But pimpin' ain't easy
don't play rock and roll Nice boys don't play rock and roll Nice boys don't play rock and roll Nice boys don't play rock and roll Nice boys don't play
and hollers and squeals a lot. Licks my face and tickles my ear, Bends me over and buys me beer. (She's a honeymooner A June crooner A spoon feeder And
together? When everybody, everybody said we never would. And just when I, I start to think they?re right. That love has died? [Chorus] There you go making my
come and get my money Get my money, buy my medicine Buy my medicine, buy my medicine Get my money, buy my medicine Buy my medicine, buy my medicine Yeah
get behind the Mule In the morning and plow She got to get behind the Mule In the morning and plow She got to get behind the Mule In the morning and plow
last one Met a new freak, she thicker than the last one Nah, I don't love her homey, MUSIC is my passion I don't show compassion And all my B***hs
the chorus)] I love you baby I love you, uh-huh, I love you baby I love you, I love you baby I love you, uh-huh, Maganoo.. [Magoo] I dream bout Leah
you." Chorus : And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon, Little boy blue and the man on the moon. "When you comin' home ?" "Son, I don't know
first family, C and Mr. Chris Brown My niggas DJ and Leroy was puttin' shit down My DJ burns Volvo, Ski-Daddy and Big Mitch J.B. and Big Bun one crazy
in my own phase The girlies say they love me and that is ok And I can dance better than any kid n' play Play that funky music Come on Come on Play that
in my waistband just in case I'm no rat can't run yo' race Not too good don't fit my taste I love the way she make that shake Makin it hard to concentrate
