Just a touch of love Just a touch of love, just a touch of love Just a touch of love, just a touch of Just a touch of love, just a touch of love Just
a hole 6-foot deep I can lay my body down But I can't find my, sweet release So let me rest in peace You know, You got a willing slave And You just
there. A lot of you won't grow up to be lawyers or doctors, but you have a dream. And I think you should follow your dream. When you was just a little
t want nobody else? And I, I'm 'bout to offer all I can give him 'Cause I'm a slave to his rhythm I said I just can't help myself 'Cause baby I love
a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' In this world where nobody don't give a damn But I'm still a man Got a soul program I'ma pump
Push Weight" with Ice Cube's in a cup (AmeriKKKa's) Most Wanted Police pin it up (Alaza an a) Thug passion brotha what Bloatin gettin a girl preganant Off a
so everybody can see um And when I say hip hop, ya'll say one love Hip hop, one love Hip hop, one love Hip hop, one love
had to get a copy Now I'm swole, who try to patrol my family Your fantasy back in the day was to be native But now your shit's sedated I bring the doctor, I'm a
games just for you Love 2 love you, and I wanna taste you While I'm touching you, baby I can't wait to feel ya, love 2 love you And I love how you love
from across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you! Well a picture can express a thousand words
Just when I think you care a little there's someone new Though I know how hopeless my chance is I'm just a slave for your touch and go heart [ steel - fiddle ] Touch
it gangsta Yeah, now it's the mornin' after the night I just rolled 9-1-1 ain't a area code it's a gangsta mode And I'm still in amazement on how I
' room, thinkin' of a master plan Tryin' to find a way out, then I snatch the scratch And laugh, so I painted me a picture of a life To make a dream,
it purrs, touch me touch me, im sure its her that loves me, cuz i could make the virgin mary fuck me... trust me, mac like bernie, having sex like will, fuck a
But I can't stop, I gotta party Like a gun on the dancefloor and catch a body I might move real smooth Then again dance real silly Just like a hillbilly
as a baby's ass, lyrical addicts, murder mics like a savage And MO30, bullet proof tuxedos, transactions, C-notes for the kilos 'Bout our money, killa bees love
a hole six foot deep I can lay my body down But I can't find my sweet release So let me rest in peace You know you got a willing slave And you just
's true love It's true love It's true love It's true love It's true love It's true love It's true love Love was everywhere, you could taste it in the