Oh Marie (oh Marie) Famme addurmì Tell me you love me (tell me you love me) Hey Marie, hey Marie Quantu sonnu Aggio perso per te Una notte, una notte abbracciato In your arms I'm longing to be (longing to be) Uh baby (baby)

Want to whole lotta love Ah-keep it cooling baby I'm gonna give you my love A-way, way down inside Whole lotta love I'm gonna give ya my love My, my, my, my Hey, oh, hey, oh A-keep it cooling baby

Cake's on the menu Ain't that what you s'posed to do? Ain't I s'posed to eat it too? Baby, this might sound rude I'm taken but I want you And I don't wanna play by the book, no rules They say you can't have cake and eat it too But ain't that what you

Said I'm in too deep, I'm in too deep I see the future in my plans I'm gonna be good, it's in God's hands Quicksand, baby, said I'm in too deep Said it's up to my knees, baby, in too deep For a dollar they gone fuck you up I wuv' Trippie Redd

(Hey) Can anybody hear me? Is anybody out there? Driving around the city with my head down low, low See trouble up ahead and 2 ways to go, go One will bring tears to my baby's eyes And do you hear them angels cry singing You are not alone You are not

I don't want no tutti-frutti, no lollipop Hey Heybabe, hey babe, hey babe, hey babe Been in town, my baby We just got to rock on Yeah, darling, we just got to go home Come on, baby, just rock, rock, rock Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, honey We've been shakin' all

Baby you're a one of one to me I know that I should probably wife you up And baby I swear I'm done with these Other women they don't mean shit to me You was tryna know me When they didn't know me Girl we fell in love we both worked at the mall Way before

Hey, hey, hey, Aight Toomp man, this what the folks been waiting on I guess, That's right Let's give it to 'em baby Grand Hustle nigga, Aye man they been waiting on this shit since "What You Know" huh? It's the king bitch Alright my nigga, the wait is

(Will they come?) Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs Oo-oo-ooh, call them the Diamond Dogs I'll keep a friend serene Oh baby, come unto me Well, she's come, been and gone Come out of the garden, baby You'll catch your death in the fog Beware of

Wash my hands of this You know they're gonna burn it down You notice how God ain't even helping you out Why the hell don't you throw yourself away Baby's born on a bathroom floor Her mother prays that it'll never cry When they ask you'll say 'it isn't