, I can't stop hearin? all the singin? Oh, my soul has never had this feelin? And it feels like So, so, so much love in you You got so much love in you
can't stop hearing all the singing Oh, my soul has never had this feeling and it feels like so, so So much love in you You got so much love in you I
Tradução: The Rocket Summer. Tanto amor.
i can't stop hearing all the singing Oh, my soul has never had this feeling and it feels like so, so So much love in you You got so much love in you
dontcha line the track O boy dontcha line the track OOO my love came tumblin' down OOO love came tumblin' down OOO love come tumblin' Poor boy sweatin' in the hot summer
knife in my back, everybody rappin' fast! But the harmony in it and now that's too much to pass, now that's too much to ask. And they pick up a crash
I am grateful now and I will always be So would you sing with me The song is all I know Some truths are told now only in a melody So I've been writing
me and D used to talk about this kind of stuff all the time, like What it's gonna be like when you get closer to your dreams I didn't know much then,
.. [Part 4: Rock and roll girlfriend] [written and sung by Tre Cool] I got a rock and roll band I got a rock and roll life I got a rock and roll girlfriend
was try to talk to hoes, and none of them was tryin to hear (not 1 hoe) it woulda meant so much more back then cause now its fake hoes everywhere so
you see yourself, you could use Some help Cause sometimes it comes with a shove, when you fall in love It can be so bold and so cavalier To reach out
YEAH Used to make it so hot, you couldn't breathe the air [Verse 3: The Original Spinderella] Ain't but too much for you to sweller Hard body, fuckin
Al B Sure nigga with the hair all wavy Hit lakeshore girls go all crazy Hit the freeway go at least bout 80 Boned so much that summer even had him a baby
I rock em all, brown rocks to baguettes I bang and ball, like blood and crypt sets On Lear Jets, I'm done and dirty and so flossy on tha scene I'm ridin
rock em all, brown rocks to baguettes I bang and ball, like blood and crypt sets On Lear Jets, I'm done and dirty and so flossy on tha scene I'm ridin
ass Doctor Nom this girl's got class Charlie's Angels, Girls on top Handbags heels their pistols rock Baby Love are so glam queen Sing the blues a love
