me don't know what i can do to make you see what i see in you and everything you do has got me hooked- has got me hooked on you oh yeah (has got me
Traduction: Dévotion. Got Me Hooked.
Hook] Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me Would ya look into my eyes Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me Could ya
we off the hook We got no troubles Life is the bubbles Under the sea, under sea Under the sea, under the sea Since life is sweet here We got the beat
(like the stars) [Hook] [Mary] Beautiful, now you're near in my life all my fear Beautiful, come to me, now I am, someone watching over me [Black Star
No no oh no (No) [Chorus] Played with my emotions (Played) You gets no devotion (And you gets no love, gets no love) You can't get no love from me You
honey ice t, Bet her moma don't like me [x2] Cause I'm a bad boy, Fonz-a-relly Baby I'm the shhh you can try to smell me Wolf in the closet like R.Kelly
rather just die than inflict any pain on somebody who truly put trusted me. Better yet I just make her the suffer who taught me mocked me n fucked with me
and touch Too much, so you hit the street looking for love Affection and devotion, met none of the above Looked me in the face like a slave set free Met me
up, won't ya, fly for the sky with me? Come on, get high with me Can you please see it's only real when you ride with me, ride with me We are havin'
Okay If you shed blood with me to this point, you deserve an explanation For all the hell that you've endured, while helping me reach my destination And
/ and the way he complimentin chuckie with that bow tie flow/ make me feel high so/ im gon spit it my way excuse me as i do me/ crusin rudely down the
rather just die than inflict any pain on somebody Who truly put trusted me Better yet I just make her the suffer Who taught me 'n' mocked me 'n' fucked with me
on her own She held me down at the crib Hold me down when I'm gone She held me down as a kid Hold me down When I'm grown an, ah (I can't go on this
From I got the hook-up! soundtrack W s hell ya Life of a street nigga We got the comrads Either make it or take it (chorus) Bang or ball bang or ball