stop until I got you in my life Not gonna stop until you are by my side I am not gonna stop cause it feels so right What do you think of Hold You lyrics by Detail
love I am not gonna stop until I got you in my life Not gonna stop until you are by my side I am not gonna stop cause it feels so right I just wanna get you
You can't say shit about this! Huh? You just gotta keep your fuckin mouth shut!! [P. Diddy talking] You need to stop doin me, and do you - you feel me
on a flash light Youn claim you want beef, it's too tough, called your bluff Shot you at such close range, blew out your eardrum Caught you with my mack
sorry that I left you half in a hole But now you'll write for both of us, ill channel thoughts Through your soul (Uh huh) Emmanuelle, remember this when you
shadows And you've been here all along Ah, you never left my side and now I feel my arms grow stronger You may forget the details and you can forget
waxed in the sun Like my rag top six five, smash you with the switches The hitch is, you're gettin' too big for your britches Why you runnin' like bitches
to Philly and Harlem to Q.B When it drops it's game over, you'll see Introducing, Jadakiss and Styles P, where you at? Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo You know we
I request my flashing sword And my hand take hold on judgment I will take vengeance upon my enemies And I will repay those that hazed me When you got
hand I extend to haters as I should I know you only wish you could do it like I does And you ain't gotta love a nigga So I know you gotta hate just to
of the chosen... Even though I don't need them see, I'm single you can hold... Don't hate me, hate your women that adore you, People that adore you
now do you love me? I love you, I really love you, I wanna feel you, I wanna touch you, take me outa these cuffs, I wanna hold you! Look at her sexy
s goin' on? What's goin' on? I'm just holdin' on What's goin' on? What's goin' Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo If you could soar the sky like a bird Would you be
with Get you to the crib, give you some grown dick I let you hold my pounds down, purchasin' you phones and fits How many times I told you, I ain't known
you Grab you, flip you, hold you, break you down Stop the press, drop your dress 'cause I'm gon' take you down What d'you think? I got drink and you
and detail shop You got Moesha, E? All tha time, B You got your Indonesia, B? All tha time, E You got the street sweeper broom? All tha time, B You
m dead nice You meanies Joe, where do all the heroes go The genius thing about you is your email bro CC me with dough that you will forward and I reply
Everything All the details in the fabric? Are the things that make you panic? Are your thoughts results of static cling? Are the things that make you