verse 1: Whisper sweet little nothings in my ear, tell me all the things I want to hear, and let me know you love me so and
old man's memory Little baby nothing Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty Dress your life in loathing Breaking your mind with Barbie Doll futility Little baby nothing
Its nothing without you All I've got All I've got Its nothing without you, you, you Its nothing without you, you, you Its nothing without you All I've got Its nothing
Come up to my room you sexy little thing And let's play a game, I won't be a tease I'll show you the room, my sexy little thing [Chorus:] I wish you
gotta endure The running through my body now you?re knocking at my door A thin little kiss and your call is really sweet But the shawty that you?re rocking is nothing
Come up to my room you sexy little thing And let's play a game, I won't be a teen I'll show you the room, my sexy little thing [Chorus] I wish you
than weather And G5's are better, You know me, an anticipation, for precipitation. Stacked chips for the rainy day Jay, Rain Man is back with little
gotta endure The running through my body now you?re knocking at my door A thin little kiss and your call is really sweet But the shawty that you?re rockin is nothing
than weather And G5's are better, You know me, an anticipation, for precipitation. Stacked chips for the rainy day Jay, Rain Man is back with little Ms
Wake up little piggies And put on your dancing shoes Come on down now We got nothing to lose, Away we go! Away we go! Come undone have some fun We'll
to my bumper and I'll ride wit' you And let's go rollin' down a block or two Now add a little bass to the E Q but Now all of a sudden I gotta whisper sweet little nothing
(Soo) He got big brown eyes, so he built nice (Ooh) Coming on strong, six pack showin' (Ohh) He's too cool, for his own shoes (Umm) Nothing rude
'round I dream pictures of houses burning Never knowing nothing else to do With death comes the morning Unannounced and new Was it too much to ask for To pull a little
round I dream pictures of houses burning Never knowing nothing else to do With death comes the morning Unannounced and new Was it too much to ask for To pull a little
million little fireflies, The sun is just a home for what is the light outside. ... Holding out for rest but on the seventh day, I've created nothing
money was gone You?ll be there when the money comes Off top I can?t lie I love to get blowed You my lil?sugar, I?m yo little chulo And every time we
to the top til the game lock You know I gotta rep for my hood and my block Stackin' up my bread, make me stand a little taller Collectin' my winnings
