Lyrics:
Gotcha, where I want ya
I... i... g-g-g-gotcha, g-g-g-gotcha
Our love could be dangerous
It makes me tremble inside
I'm gettin' tired of chasin' you
Baby
Ando con los mios pateo la stret
Ella lo mueve porque ahora es my g
Tomamos birra no tomamo lean
Se que es mentira todo lo que decis
Estamos
God’s Love Song
Written by: Irene Rose Smith
D.O.C. January 19, 2016
Verse One
G G/B C D
Hey you have you heard God so loved
man )
Muero y resucito
( yeah )
Muero y resucito
( yeah )
Muero y resucito como G-G
G-G-G-G
Muero y resucito como fucking Christ
Soy un muerto entre
contradecir
Quizas por la evolucion o por lo que ha tocao' vivir
Te crees un OG
G, G, G, G
Te crees un OG
G, G, G, G
Te crees un OG
Pegate la mision
Pegate la
S-i-l-i-n-g g-i-n-i-l-i-n-g
S-i-l-i-n-g g-i-n-i-l-i-n-g
S-i-l-i-n-g g-i-n-i-l-i-n-g
S-i-l-i-n-g g-i-n-i-l-i-n-g whoa
Ito ang sawsawan ng bayan
S-i-l-i-n-g g-i-n-i-l-i-n-g
S-i-l-i-n-g g-i-n-i-l-i-n-g
S-i-l-i-n-g g-i-n-i-l-i-n-g
S-i-l-i-n-g g-i-n-i-l-i-n-g whoa
Ito ang sawsawan ng bayan
I’m an animal
Just following my nose
Where’s my bed
Where’s my bones
Show some skin
Change your shirt
Spray cologne
Whatever gets
You g g g g going
Supar G supar G supar G
Supar G supar G supar G
Supar G supar G supar G
Supar G supar G supar G
Vet du egentlig hvem du stuper med
Supar G supar G
Men glöm aldrig bort att du kan göra vad du vill
Följ med mig på det stora äventyret
När vi är tillsammans då gör vi vad vi vill
Jag vill g-g-göra vad
ahhhhh
G-g-g-get together babe, g-g-g-get together baby
Ahhhh, ahhhhh
G-g-g-get together babe, g-g-g-get together baby
We're all together, we're gonna
(You light up like)
(You light up like)
(You light up like)
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
(g- g- g-)
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Freaky
You’re So Fucking Cheeky
You’re So Fucking Cheeky
She’s So Fucking Freaky
So Fucking Freaky
Here We Go
Gimme Dat Funk That Funky Stuff G G G Gimme
thing I know
But here's the bigger secret yo
You're a you're a G-G-God oh
You're a G-G-G-G-God oh oh
You're a G-G-G-G-God oh oh
I'ma I'ma I'ma God Soul
As I walk through the valley of death...I shall fear no evil,
now do you really think I'ma let ya'll murk me(g-g-g-g-g),
tell me why these niggas
Gonegone I'mgonegone
G-g-g-g-gone
I'mgonegone
Gonegonei'mgonegone
G-g-g-g-gone
I'm Gone
And I thought you admired all the chances I took
All the things I
Hey girl, (G g g g g g g) girl
Sabes que tú tienes my love
Lo que quieras yo te lo doy
Hey mami dame tu amor
(G g g g g g g) girl
Sabes que tú tienes my
Pull up on that shit
On that g shit g shit
Pull up on that shit
On that g shit g shit
Pull up on that shit
On that g shit g shit
Pull up on that shit
fruit stand, right
Am I the only sour cherry on your fruit stand?
G-g-g-go home, go home it's over
G-g-g-go home it's over
G-g-g-go home, go home
it
(You got it) Then you g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-got it
You got it
You want Chateau Greyon for breakfast every day - ok
You want some Spanish lover
Git down
G-gi-g-git down
Git down
G-gi-g-git down
Git down
G-gi-g-git down
Git down
G-gi-g-git down
Git down
G-gi-g-git down
Git down
G-gi-g-git down
Brb Brb Brb Brb
G2g G2g G2g G2g
Brb Brb Brb Brb
G2g G2g G2g G2g
I be moving
I be doing
My thing and I know you be missing me
Late night I be kissing
Gimme, g-g-gimme a gi-g-gimme a gi-g-g-gi-gimme a gi-gimme
Girl, gimme that pussy
Girl, gimme that
Girl, gimme, girl, gimme girl, girl
G-g-g
Issa g-o
G-o, g-o, g-o, g-o
G-o, g-o, g-o
Baby, issa g-o
G-o, g-o, g-o, g-o
G-o, g-o
Baby, issa g-o
Tell da promoter send da bag
I ain't gon brag
When
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