you hear my heartbeat ? Can you hear my heartbeat ? I said love me more The king of clouds I give you all Oh, can you hear my heartbeat ? Can you
Vertimas: Blue System. Love You More.
I'm speakin' of Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta love Gotta lotta love I got a lotta love 'cuz you're all my brothers Red or blue, black
like a preacher, love like a teacher Got a girl who lives in Paris, when I want her I beep her Too many clothes, gotta rag top rolls 1000 Watt system
Revenge so sweet and I crush you with the heat (Uh huh) You're the first one I call when it's time to put 'em to sleep (I love you) Now, fo real grand
Tricky You can be with the one you love or love the one you're with Spliff in the ashtray-we're strong but far too little Her touch tickles, especially
You know the deal, it's all about a dollar bill You know the deal, it's all about a dollar bill You know the deal, it's all about a dollar bill You know
rivers And the lakes that you?re used to I know that you?re gonna have it your way or nothing at all But I think you're moving too fast Y'all, don?t you
My stylagy is more ranty than anthropology Between your raw legs like it's gynecology You and your sorry ass style needs an apology 'Cause an earthquake and make you shake you
street deep, I got access Young and play hard with no practice Feelin' me is like huggin' a cactus But if you know pain you take it love it and patch
lotta trouble If you in trouble, jump over that puddle Some where out there someone really loves you Loves you like you never been loved, yeah Loves you like you
to break laws Behind the badge you try to cover up your racial war I got somethin' for you boys in blue The system poisoned you, blew your cover, now what you
tamin Westside niggaz for life, it's gangbangin Chorus: Red rag blue rag, watchin niggaz sag 44 mag, throwin up flags If you Bout it what you claimin, fuck what you
Rhymes own My debut made you Wonder who Shit blazes so much You wish you could play out So you could blaze, too Before I shout you Or give reason to doubt you
smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies Yo my people from Medina they will see you When you
roll big body Benz it's the navigators In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant waiter Blue lights on the Jag cus I love to shine Keep it by my
rapper suck There's nothing I can do to change them Man, it's like I told you before You don't listen to me So I don't listen no more Give me a huge
slipped my man a penny When we walked in the jam fans met us at the door They yelled, "We love you Salt and Pepa!" "Yes, we love y'all even more!" Some
