Let me, let me love it gone Little barefoot dancing Little kissing in the kitchen romancing And a bottle of wine that's been waiting Whatever's wrong, shake it off your list Girl, I want, I want I wanna get lost in your lipstick Oh, baby, let me love it,

I think it's workin' I think it's workin' yeah It keeps me hummin' Hummin' hummin' yeah Picking at a purple vein He's like a fat man in a little coat Suckin' red vines and rum and coke Singing I like ya jesus but I loves the dope I mighty itty bitty maw

Baby, me love you, believe me Push it up and make she feel it Bend over, receive me Me alone make she cum so speedy Me love you fi the rest of my life Believe me, baby Dem cyaan tell you say your pussy big Gyal, your pussy tight and good (ready) And now

Hell yeah, hell yeah Fuckin' right (And we say) Hell yeah Fuckin' right, all right Interviews are like confessions Do you love this shit? Are you high right now? Do you ever get nervous? Are you single?

Mi give you all my cocky and all my love You tell me you love off the icicle Me wan' give you an icicle child See di cocky 'ya, come whine up Turn round and come whine up Mi nah diss you memba' yuh know Ah who buss you? Memba' enuh Ah who trust you?

And I love ya When the rain came I thought you'd leave 'Cause I knew how much you loved the sun But you chose to stay, stay and keep me warm Through the darkest nights I've ever known If the mandolin wind couldn't change a thing Then I know I love ya Oh

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E I'm still fucking with ya Still waters run deep Still

If ya told me from the start That you played around, I woulda been fine Then I woulda played too And I guess I woulda had a good time You are so fine Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine (so doggone fine) Fine (your love was sent from above)

That's the story of That's the glory of love Give a little, take a little And let your little heart just cry a little Y'all, I know what I'm talking about Sigh a little, yeah, cry just a little And let that old wind just blow right on by a little, yeah I

Who you gonna call When your road runs out at the sea You can turn around and walk back to me Where you gonna go What ya gonna do when you get there You know you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do When you get tired of runnin' June fell