, don't let her slip away Don't let her slip away Ooh, just a little more baby, can't you see? You're running away Just a little more baby, stay with
't let her slip away Don't let her slip away Chorus Ooh, just a little more baby can't you see You're running away Just a little more baby stay with
Fordítás: Sugar Ray. Just A Little.
Don't let her slip away Don't let her slip away Chorus Ooh, just a little more baby can't you see You're running away Just a little more baby stay with
do? You ain't got the foggiest ain't got a clue Got a little fame, yeah I got game Get my way with your dame just on my name All I gotta say, get out
da-da From the Bay, to L.A., down to Monte Ray Tejas, where the trill players don't play To all you Unsigned Hype, without a limelight Here's a sneak
friends the first 10 rows but shes a super model and she works in Brazil id have a 90 pound sled on my arm who likes like a little skinny dude with a
in D.C. And I'm a young pimp, got a lotta growin' left And you'se a young hoe wit a lotta hoein' left Always keep a hoe in check, blowin' out her train
Herea??s a story bouta?? a little boy who wasna??t so bad Silent but he feelina?? so sad, as a young lad he lost his dad Momma didna??t have much, but
sell you out so fast we'll tear it down so fast we get our culture from a mini mall, fuck inside a bathroom stall rob Peter pay Paul I'm just like you
deliveryman a?? but I ain't order that It's the deliveryman a?? but I ain't order that It's the deliveryman a?? but I ain't order that (Verse 2) Add a little
' when i was just a barefoot boy in dixie if my mama had only known even a half of what went on she'd cut a switch off of a hickory she'd a whipped me
had a few But I know how to use a gun Betty Grable, don't you cry, you know you can be a star And with my drinkin', I'd just hold you back So, go on
Doing night rides just make a pit stop at Bluffers Park We can do it all then we did it all had a ball Going out for dinner with these candlelights
hands out core cryogenics, stubborn Can't talk shit wit' a tongue full a' rug burn! Bad cholesterol through blood sugar Four-piece heartbeats wit' a
MC's to make your mind go batty Mad play on WKRP in Cincinnati So Lord, send a hon, if ya kyant send a han sen a man An if ya kyan sen a man, come yaself
nonsense because my conscience wouldn't be content But just a little wealth, a little fame But your mind-frame will keep you living the same And it's a
Just for you and me, for ever and ever, babe Is that what it takes? For ever and ever, babe Is that when it stays for you and me? With every ray of sunshine, sugar
