Lumidee - You got me

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(feat. N.O.R.E)

Ohh Baby Baby You Make Me Go Crazy
A Game I Ain t Playin I Must Be Your Lady
Yo I Call Her Shorty Like My Dude s In The South Do
Lollipop In The Jaw Poeple In The Mouth Do
Latina Make It Rain Like Katrina
Got The Guavalina We Could Hit The Pecina

Baby You See I Creep For Week s
Even Step On The Streets Now I Sleep On The Beach
Cause You Movin On Up Showin All Love That Cush On The Table You Could Roll It All Up Your Friends All Hate When Ever I Come Out
Cause I Got You Locked Down Keep You Right In The House
Cooking That Pollo Quisado Get My Stomach Like Wow
Just Thinking About It I Miss You Right Now

I Be Actin Like A Fool When You Call My Number
It Must Be A Spell That You Put Me Under
Butterflies In My Stomach Like I m Twelve Or Somethin
And My Girls Are Lookin At Me Like I m Really Buggin
I Swear That Is Crazy How You Make Me Feel
Got Me Figiting And Movin I Just Can t Stay Still
Like Ow,Ow Pull Up In The Truck Like Ow,Ow
Got To Aim It So High Like Ow,Ow

Baby Baby You Make Me Go Crazy
A Game I Ain t Playin I Must Be Your Lady
Like Ow,Ow Baby Baby I m Not To Shabby
But If You Really Wit It Come Ride In My Caddy

You Be Comming Down The Block With The Boomin System
Waitin All Week No I Ain t Going To Miss Him
Want To Take You To A Spot Were Is Really Jumpin
Enough With The Talking Baby Show Me Something
Wit The Frontin Yeah You Got Me Open
And You Keep Laughin Like You Think I m Joking
Like Ow, Ow Pull Up In The Truck Like Ow,Ow
Got To Aim So High
Like Ow, Ow Baby Baby You Make Me Go Crazy
A Game I Ain t Playin I Must Be Your Lady
Like Ow,Ow Baby Baby I m Not To Shabby
But If You Really Wit It Come Ride In My Caddy

Like Baby Baby Dame Baby You Got Me
My Last Name Nore But My First Name Papi
I Let Her Call First Call Back Never Sweat Thou
Cause Her Ex Man You To Smoke On Oregano
I m The Reallest Dude That She d Probably Ever Seen
She Never Got High Off Sour Dez Green
We Both Were In Our Twenty s So With Similarities
She Still Get Jealouse Off My My Space Page
Chicks They Want Chase Me, Chicks They Want Date Me
Get Me Tied Up In A Hotel And Rape Me
But I m The Type To Brush It Off Cause I Got A Buttersoft
Her Name Start With M To Her Friend Like My Friend To

Ow, Ow Baby Baby You Make Me Go Crazy
A Game I Ain t Playin I Must Be Your Lady
Like Ow,Ow Baby Baby I m Not To Shabby
But If You Really Wit It Come Ride In My Caddy
Like Baby Got Me Thinkin Bout You Daily
Cause You Know You So Hot Yeah You Could Reach That Spot
Come Over Wont You Save Me
Baby Got Me Thinkin Bout You Daily
Cause You Know You So Hot Yeah You Could Reach That Spot
Come Over Wont You Save Me

Ow, Ow Baby Baby You Make Me Go Crazy
A Game I Ain t Playin I Must Be Your Lady
Like Ow,Ow Baby Baby I m Not To Shabby
But If You Really Wit It Come Ride In My Caddy Like

Inne utwory

  • Crazy
  • Never leave (Remix)
  • One for lumi
  • Stuck on you
  • Uh oooh (Remix)
  • Intro
  • Me & you
  • Air to breathe
  • Cute boy
  • Go with me
  • How sick is this
  • Amazed by you
  • Never leave you
  • Honestly
  • My last thug
  • So cool Hollywood
  • Losowe utwory

    Una noche de amor

    Wherever you go,
    I want you to know
    is it wrong it is right
    oh please come closer
    your voice on the phone,
    don t know where to go
    I m waiting here all night I m so alone

    ever since the night we met,
    something I could not...

    Ich marzenia

    Kiedy miastem zacznie rządzić człowiek
    Kiedy matki pokochają dzieci
    Kiedy miłość ludzie puszczą w obieg
    Kiedy spalą już do reszty śmieci

    To poczujesz, poczujesz, poczujesz
    Jak dużo dzieli cię od innych, od innych, od innych

    Kiedy w klatkach zamkną całe zło

    Glass sandwich

    He stood in line with the rest
    And waited got his chance
    To take his place behind the glass
    And watch the ladies dance

    It s the nature of things

    He stepped into the darkened space
    The air was thick and warm...

    O Ela

    Byłaś naprawdę fajną dziewczyną
    I było nam razem naprawdę miło
    Lecz tamten to chłopak był bombowy
    Bo trafiał w dziesiątkę w strzelnicy sportowej
    Gdy rękę trzymałem na twoim kolanie
    To miałem o tobie wysokie mniemanie
    Lecz kiedy z nim w bramie piłaś wino

    Eleven

    I just can t seem to blend
    Into society
    I have no hope for this dim
    Simplicity of law and order
    By whose rules I see no rhyme in
    the reason
    I hold no hope for this holy treason
    Of love and so soft
    By whose standards
    They tell me, they tell me
    Who are they, who is they
    ...