How could I ever stop? My position is missionary, I finish on top And while you're relaxin', I take action Guinness world record, I beat it, Michael Jackson Never stop, I workaholic Like spit sweat splatter Jackson Pollock But I'm not an artist, I just

First time was down by the river Don't stop, darling they're just rain drops The moonlight was all around Our breath, the only sound Baby, darling she said take me And drive me crazy Our sweat made both us shiver She was pretty, about seventeen When she

(This is a warning) Nigga please My time, my patience, my love My blood, my sweat, my tears My burdens, my drama, my pain My car, my money, my home My ups, my downs, my fears And my hours, my work, my strength

I can’t deny, I’d die without this Make me feel like a god I’m addicted to this I must confess Shove your kiss straight through my chest Music, love and sex (Adrenalize me) I crave excess Turning wine into sweat dripping down my neck

Young and reckless, rich and wealthy Say health is wealth, that means I'm deadly That's why they sweat me, successful black man With a felony, but what you tellin' me? Don't hire me so I bought the company Bitch ain't shit funny, I'm not Bill Bellamy

This I gotta see. Her hair's still wet from her bath, She's sitting on her front porch with a glass, Of iced tea, In my sweatshirt, And her bare feet, If I hurry I can catch, The colors on her skin from that sunset, And her face,

It's all about The blood, the sweat, the tears Attribute to the strength Built through the years Time will sear the wound Yes I walk the righteous Many men have walked before And this pain's held A broken shell

Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry No, no chance That I'm leaving here without you on me Yeah, I already know that there ain't no stoppin' 'Cause I want you bad Yeah, I want you, baby Slow, slow hands

Elle aime les bad boys Elle porte un sweat à capuche grise Des piercings, une jupe trop courte Une douleur dans son cœur aussi Elle déteste que son frère soit scout C'étaient des bad boys Pour plaire aux bad boys Avec les bad boys

Praise your architecture of aggression Great nations built from the bones of the dead With mud and straw, blood and sweat You know your worth when your enemies Born from the dark To envelop its prey below Deliver to the light To eliminate your enemy Hit