Juvenile Sweet Love текст песни, слова песни Sweet Love Juvenile & Mannie Fresh
Juvenile - Sweet Love
feat. Mannie Fresh
That what she tell me
What she tell me, what she tell me now
That what she tell me
What she tell me, what she tell me now
Sweet love
That what she tell me
What she tell me, what she tell me now
That what she tell me
What she tell me, what she tell me now
Lord have mercy, gotta say grace
The space rate, I got money with some pay rate
I vacate, you gon' love it when it takes place
So make space, more feeling in the tens grade
We make race in the bed when the kids sleep
A real ticker, when you ride me that's a real treat
Our little freak
We can go and hit the beach birds
Big birds play it out without the leaders
Big birds from their daddy got the cipher
Their hiked up and we gon' fin this with a life up and wipe up
Throw the towel in the face bowl and case closed
I ain't never hear you say no
I heard you say
Sweet love
That what she tell me
What she tell me, what she tell me now
That what she tell me
What she tell me, what she tell me now
Sweet love
That what she tell me
What she tell me, what she tell me now
That what she tell me
What she tell me, what she tell me now
See for you girl I do things
Get a ring, get married at angry Sam
Yea baby see for you I'm a go hall
Oh lord, it was swiping on a black call
Yea cause I ain't never met no body that was better than yours
And I ain't never had no pussy that was wetter than yours
That I love
That I love
Got my name tatted on the tit
Girl you the shit
Fuck the bullshit assholes
Be the project chick
That could fuck a nigga all week
Man you a freak
Make a motherfucker bear squeak
Fuck what you talking about?
That pussy great
Now the guy three keys throw away
That I love
That I love
I'm in love
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