heavens, feel you dyin' on the way I feel like makin', feel like makin' love Feel like makin' love, yeah Feel like makin' love, baby, baby Feel like makin' love
译文: 南方公园：更大，更长的足本（其他音轨）配乐. 感觉像马金“爱[NED Geblansky].
译文: 南园专辑（电视编辑）配乐. 感觉像马金“爱[NED Gerblansky].
like Daytona slash [Hook] [T-Stit] T slash Stit No love for a bitch Jiggalo slash lympho slash no trick Paper-chaser slash block-burner slash Dome-cracker wig-splitter nigga like
South in ya mouth, put the South in ya mouth Put the South in ya mouth, put the South in ya mouth Put the South in ya mouth, put the South in ya mouth
erupt like a volcano me and my partna Zano Ron G, Its that grunga, steady smokin Gunja Im a come down bunch of money boucin like a bunny, boucin like
gooey a neccesity Don't question me Blowin' heavily till I'm 70 That's the remedy Feelin famous like the kennedy's From here to tennessee sippin hennesse Smokin with intensity Feel
cable,kiss your navel,candle lights on the table,you never cared if i was 5mins late you'd leave stable,12 years to me it feels like 12 minutes my love
's my handle, money mackin' Commando, blowin' like a candle, on that pearl and Wood panel, modern day Marlon Brando Squares don't understando Play like
stack that paper we screamin' YAAY YAAY wit the baskets full of blaze like Universal comin' wit Def Jam cashin' in the money, South Park Mexican and Rasheed makin
doin' it Made it to '97 on singles still persuadin' The flows got harder, hit you with "Love, Peace an' Happiness" Now I can finally say my family is feeling
I stand the mic in hand with my rapporteur And I like the fans Spendin grands Cause we got the fire I merchandise like 5 g's every half an hour And you cry like
OG's was more Jigga Lu' was like, "How you like the army jacket nigga? " When he wear Versace - young nigga, get like me He was poppin Cris' in 88 when
narrator strangulation gave him a red colla derrange writa paragraph makin the dead holla the mad magician flashin my south park diploma manipulate minds
crime, gettin' in trouble, havin' a good time. I look all around, but no matter where I ride or roll, love is in the air! Background: What's this spread called love
22nd at a theater near you [Verse One: Kool Keith - Reverand Tom] I'm tired of rap, I don't even like makin records no more I quit, y'all don't know
hustler Slash playa hater killer, don't fuck wit busters [Yo Gotti] I got work slash yirk slash slash green Slash hot heaters and them other felomies Wanna feel better like
