traveling night and day I've been running all the way Baby, trying to get to you Ever since I read your letter Where you said you loved me true Well,
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Fordítás: Faith Hill. Trying To Get To You.
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a tri-state I spend it all cause when you young you can't pace I bet I double up, '99 Mase My ex said "I be missing you" Miss faith It takes 2, like Rob
it never burned in her veins Now I hear she's got a house up in Fairview And a style she's trying to maintain Well if she wants to see me You can tell
new shit Who you fucking wit' You and your weak clique Bitch you creep wit' got you in some deep shit You coppin' pleas now, it ain't a secret Trying
made you eat everything you said You was the snake, you was the hate, you was the fake You was the nigga trying to take food off my plate You was the
the college Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain That could hold you dear lady from going insane That could ease you and cool you and cease
my own And you were seventeen, and you thought you were grown And I found my thrills when we went up the hill And you use to feel me, my body would get
keep your hat on Quit trying to get down You don't see Brad Paisley sugar footin like James Brown (Hey...I want to get in too) Even the Dixie Chicks
some real shit Sometimes I be watching, you know what I'm saying, the little videos and shit. I just be trying to imagine them bitches fuck faces, you
the way he'd hold her It's like he's here when you describe him And if he's anything like you I'm sure she'd like him This is not about trying to go
I'm calling you back to check on you How you holding up? Oh, everything is fine You know I don't believe you Whatcha saying you think I'm lying? I'm
you fucking wit' You and your weak clique Bitch you creep wit' got you in some deep shit You coppin' pleas now, it ain't a secret Trying to be niggas
