Lyrics:
out her oldie moves
And wait, you're only 22
Baby swing on by it'll be a whole mood
If you keep on busing it down
Pretty soon you'll be running the town
and done, baby
You're the one when it's cut and dried
I want you by my side
What it boils down to is the
Feelin' between me and you
When a man loves a woman
And you can spread rumors, that's just makin' me sicker than head tumors
Humor me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me
Envious playa haters be buggin', I
a tango, tango
You gotta move that, move that, don't break an ankle, ankle
Tell me if you see me, see me from your angle, angle
I'll be your genie, genie,
her imma be there around nine
I ain't got no plans at all
Girl I don't wanna talk no more
I wanna hear you scream my name
As soon as I walk through that
love you but that shit be phony
She saying that she want me but I'm by my lonely
Cause I can't trust these hoes I put that on my homie
She was saying
You my remedy,
My melody, Cannot deny
You should come with me baby girl
You my ride or die
I want you to take my hand
I want you by my side
You make
the mackin' I can find at the thrift store
I won't scuff nor scuffle, just grin as they walk by
Take time to rhyme for a girl I hear talk fly
Down some papaya,
I'm shovin' off like an ocean liner
No one can rock the microphone finer
East, west, north, South Carolina
Alex and Vivian chillin' at Mel's Diner
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
lot on right now?
B Wing yea?
Man just "locked da box" right now but
You know how we are bare-1
This is London
Let me show you bout the city life
I
make my heart melt
Paralyzed, thong tied by your love spell
Baby let's be real, "o teu love é mel"
Dress down, I don't wanna back up now (Oh, no.)
Baby
feeling blue)
Fine so classic girl your body bad
(Damn your body bad)
Sweet pass sugar honey and my spice
So (Caught up)
Feeling you (Caught up)
Don't know
Dream of you
It's alright
It's ok
It will be
What it be
Just let it be
Let it be the girl of my dreams
Let it be the girl of my dreams
Now let it ride
spice
Like a little mixture
Sweet girl with hot spice
When we in the picture
She could be dark or light
My designs I do three stripes
But to make sure I'm
grilling him
On my Fab shit
Oou girl you be killing em
Bitches can't compete even with my bare minimum
I be moving spicy
Call me baby spice
He really wanna
No words Mr bean by the pool
Them shoe nice
Oh it's Jimmy Choo
Fine girl with the Ass
Make them look back when I pass
I dey my lane but I'm moving
Baby jet is taking off tonight
And I just need you here by my side
Pull up in a phantom with no keys
Girl you know that I don't want you baby you the one
to the business at hand that we know we came for
Like I'm new to baseball, I ain't ever change up
You my spice that I like, something like my seasoning
Girl cuffing
and the butter to the bread
Don't be misled by what I say
You say dust to dust and ashes to ashes
? man cut, I'm faster than Flash is
You're the one
And you can spread rumors, that's just makin' me sicker than head tumors
Humor me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me
Envious playa haters be buggin', I
Or bygones be bye, gone
We gon hold it down for the right song
We can bust a move with the lights on
And we will never care about the way they put they spice
When I was a young buck
I tried to be liked by
Everyone
Everyone
I tried so hard to be funny and nice
I tried so hard to be sugar and spice
in line for the pumpkin spice
High School games on a Friday night
People think about, what they want to be
When they dress all up for Halloween
Gonna
Discuss these mel b by spice girls Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In