100 lyrics for "Lay it down, lay it down, lay it down"
"Can't we be friends?" She's gonna turn me down and say I thought I'd found the girl of my dreams So it seems this is how the story ends Never again and through with love And through with them They play their game without shame And who's to blame? I'll
PlayWe gonna let it burn burn burn burn When the lights turned down, they don't know what they heard Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky 'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire, yeah we got
PlayBy the light of the moon comes a flood of emotion Riley B. King, be the king of the ocean He's royal blue like the deep blue sea Riley B. King He's a king without a castle or crown And every night he lays his body down In a different town but one thing
PlayWelcome to the frat house I'ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it's a crack house I got a house full of bitches, niggas, it is going down Condoms, kegs, liquor, weed, pills I’ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it’s a
PlayStanding on the corner, trying to keep it clean A fine lookin' woman, in a pair of Lees Take her back to my place, lay her down in bed And after she's stripped down, I say leave 'em on instead Baby's wearing blue jeans I see you in the evening, keep 'em
PlayAnd exchange it some day for a crown Till my trophies at last I lay down And I will cling to the old rugged cross On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a
PlayI was a man, that I, seldom long. She had a bond to make, to form with you. He wanted to gently stroke your hair. Its the coming one, the son and the heir. Lay down, close your eyes if you dare.. Before you know you might be down. You procreate my next
PlayLay it down, lay it down Make it alright I'll hold you so tight Lay it down It's gonna be alright Oh, lay it down Oh, before the morning light Come and lay it down tonight Ruby red, her lips were on fire
PlayBring a nickel; tap your feet. Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Down on the corner, out in the street Down on the corner, out in the street, Early in the evenin' just about supper time, Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on
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