the crutch I think this heart has bled once too often This time it's bled a bit too much Too much of anything, too much for me Too much of everything, gets too much
ترجمه: چه کسی ، به. بیش از حد از هر چیزی.
don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round
Wish gon' ride Hit the streets with that better love Watch out if you kiss and tell, you know not to show 'em love It's just that they talk too much, they never know who
in the club, G Though I know the thug be wantin' to slug me (Uh-huh) Could it be I move as smoove as Bugsy? (Yeah) Or be at the bar with too much bubbly
far too long y'all Go ahead, go ahead Somebody that will slap away your blindness? Whatcha want? Somebody who'll corrupt your heart with too much kindness
me And every minute I'll be forgiving And every second we keep reliving (Chorus) It was your attitude That was much too shrewd Caused you to loose Now who
for that hook [Chorus - Eminem] (Wait Dre look!) Shorty I love you And you love me too We were meant to be 'cause shorty You love me And I love you too
(Khaled) And it's double M G until I get the chair [Drake - Chorus] [Lil Wayne] I walk around the club, f-ck everybody And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley Yeah, too much
words that prove our hearts unkind and cruel Please let me show you I'm sorry That we could feel much better Much better, much better, much better It really doesn't matter who
, you been doin' too much time Pull off a job with an inside man Who needs the cash and likes your plan Then you will know just who to thank When you
See you can hate 'em, he don't blame you frankly he would too This game could I'll afford to lose him, how bout you? Now guess who who? Here's a clue
' to feed and water my seed, plus teeter-totter Caught up between bein' a father and a prima donna Baby mama drama's screamin' on and too much for me
Khaled) And it's double M G until I get the chair [Drake - Chorus] [Lil Wayne] I walk around the club, f-ck everybody And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley Yeah, too much
I'm living next to the edge Under radiating skies Living close to the end Of wonderland Maybe you simply wanted too much Might be you simply went too
just a little too much to take This is the way that I can't describe anything I've felt for a while It's just a little too much to take Tell me what
night With my suit buttoned tight and my suedes on I'm gettin' my kicks Diggin' arty French flicks with my shades on I'm too much I'm a gas I am anything
