I'm out of love again But I got your love I'm out of love again But I got your stuff I'm out of love again But I got your love I'm out of love again
love I'm out of love again But I got your stuff I'm out of love again But I got your love I got your love I got your love I got your love I'm out of
Traduction: Five For Fighting. Out Of Love.
one I'm out of love again But I got your love I'm out of love again But I got your stuff I'm out of love again But I got your love I'm out of love
for you Ma, ma [Chorus: Lloyd] She good for my money Good for my money She good for money, she good She good for my money Good for my money
little of Patron for you Ma, ma [Chorus: Lloyd] She good for my money Good for my money She good for money, she good She good for my money Good for my
me I'll leave them playing for my wife Kick back have a laugh while you complainin' 'bout your life "Grrr" you hate Mac and you say you gonna fight? It's all good bro, you entertainment for
ass in ditches, I don't love bitches, I don't love niggas, I don't love nothin, It's gon' take my momma comin' back from the grave for me to love somethin
if I'm coming or going out Just wanna die sometime [Z-Ro:] First off, I gotta say that I'm thankful for Trae If I ain't never told you I love you, I
still I held my head Five kids and I fed em all, with moldy bread and spreads Them was my motherfuckers, treated em like sisters and brothers But somehow I fell out
be tomorrow 'Cause we be tomorrow For all those who wanna analyze me For all those who wanna analyze me My mother committed suicide when I was four or five I love
1] They got a nigga, shedding tears Reminiscing on my past fears Cause shit was hectic for me last year It appears that I've been marked for death
takin numbers Love to watch you at a block party, beggin for drama While unleashin on the old timers, that's on my mama I would trade my life for yours
the cake Reppin five with the beams Goin loco with the cake I put on my whole team Goin loco with the cake Ay you wanna start a food fight get your