reach Love circles up above It waits for your love down on the floor Then you?re there in its claws Love circles Love circles Love circles Love circles Love circles Love circles
Traduction: Squeeze. Cercles Amour.
sharing your goods is your pride, Patriotic-Love, kill the enemy first, I can hear the other side, What's the way out of this game? You'll either win or you lose, I run in circles
should be You must love me [Chorus (K. Price) (You must love me repeats in background)] Say that you love me All I know say that you must love me. Ohh
my land Be a jubilee Come on girl Come on boy Be a jubilee We will never fade away Doves shall multiply Yet I see hawks circling the sky Scattering
stone walls house where the fleeting dead fall a mother is crying outside In the darkest of hours left with her perilous thoughts they circle to squeeze
'm soon to be seen, on the TV screen Gambino Cappacino to the Afro Sheen Stay black, where I'm at, high road to rap council Splash love to Wu in a orderly
I'm soon to be seen, on the TV screen Gambino Cappacino to the Afro Sheen Stay black, where I'm at, high road to rap council Splash love to Wu in a
I, I Girl you know I, I, I love you Girl you know, girl you know I, I, I Girl you know I, I, I love you I think if Adam would?ve had another squeeze
"Soulja" When it comes to my flow its concrete My crew is so deep we will creep and hit ya man squeez I blam blam the damn 9 Your girl is damn fine she
Swinging her hand-bag back and forth so joyfully She's drawing circles with her breasts in her jumper Give me a big mother Huge and loving one I can
my land be a jubilee Come on girl Come on boy be a jubilee We will never fade away doves shall multiply Yet I see hawks circling the sky Scattering
North, raise your thumbs up nigga North, north in this thang and you know we running thangs Everybody raise your thumbs, everybody show your gangs March in a circle
stopper You mess with my own, I'll turn ya to stone, Give ya busy tone from an undertaker's phone That's full circle three fold justice, muthafucker
corn, and yeah, you're finger-lickin' fine In due time I'm sure that I can please ya, squeeze ya, weak-knees ya Need you like you need me and don't mislead you Love
circle of thirteen Throughout these woods, ecstatic screams I look deeply into your eyes I smell your hair, caress your thighs Now we'll make love by
