28 lyrics for "Who's to say,"
Whose world is this? It's mine, it's mine, it's mine (The world is yours, the world is yours) I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?) I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the
PlayIf you say my eyes are beautiful, It's because they're looking at you. And if you could only see yourself, You'd feel the same way too. You could say that I am a dreamer Who's had a dream come true. If you're wondering why I'm smiling, It's because I'm
Play(Say my name, yeah I'm right here) (When you need me I'll be there) Just say that you'll be there All street and gold dust Love, please open up I'll fall into you when you give in to me You can be my only woman whose control I won't hold back We're
PlayTell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby Who's gonna fuck you like Breezy? Nobody Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no It's gon' be the greatest
PlaySpaces between us Who's gonna be the first to say goodbye? Oh spaces between us Keep getting deeper It's harder to reach you Even though I try Hold all our secrets Leaving us speechless And I don't know why
PlayWorld turning Everybody's got me down I gotta get my feet back on the ground Maybe I'm wrong but who's to say what's right I need somebody to help me through the night Everybody's trying to say I'm wrong I just wanna be back where I belong Turnin',
PlayLiving life, Life in the fast lane, Not that bad, No, we can't complain, Who's to say, That we won't keep it real, Hold on tight, Don't you dare let go, Now's the time
PlayWhen I am with her, I am glad the boy who's with her Is nobody else but me She thinks I'm grand, that's grand for me She may be wrong but if we get along "What do we care?", say we Walking on the shore, swimming in the sea I want to be no one but me I am
PlayJust this once Listen to the words I say If you want I will I’m there until the end of time Always a stranger in a crowd You want someone to blame The one who drives the rusted nail But who’s left will never care Pretending becomes a chore
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