Letras:
Three Dog Night Ain T That A Lot Of Love

. Ain't that a lotta love Ain't that a lotta love for one heart to hold. Ain't that a lotta love Ain't that a lotta love Ain't that a lotta love Ain'

hit it Gotta have bread to get it Smoke all night, sleep all day That to me the American way Roll that shit, light that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit, blow that

I said at nine, he killin' time And he ain't checked the time on his wrist He probably somewhere lying to a chick Talkin' 'bout he rich, no, it ain't

mouth and jangling jester's cap I'm sorry I ever wrote that book I'm sorry for the way I look But there ain't a lot that I can do about that I'm sorry

know what I wanna do Nothing I could find You know that mine and it's mine Ain't nothing but love, and ain't a damn thang changed Ain't nothing in the

the end A bitch is a bitch, but a dog is a man's best friend So what you found a hoe that you like But you can't make a hoe a housewife Now there's

cars, fuck a bike 'Cause I don't ride 'cause I don't like It's 3 T's and fuck nights (So serious) Well, I got a bike and that bitch on chrome With a

mouth and give yo bitch a perm wit that Keep shellz in the envelopes 'cause I'll mail out bullets More blood that a riot on a jailhouse footage Buck

Bullets traveled a lot slower and you ran a lot faster But they don't and you can't so don't think about after 'Cause tomorrow ain't comin', so stop