N Tyce lyrics
N Tyce lyrics
"Telefunkin' Lyrics"
May The Road Rise To Meet You Lyrics
"May the road rise to meet you May the wind be always at your back May the sun shine warm upon your face May the rain fall soft upon your fields And until we meet again And until we meet again May God hold you in the palm of his hand."
"May the road rise to meet you May the wind be always at your back May the sun shine warm upon your face May the rain fall soft upon your fields And until we meet again And until we meet again May God hold you in the palm of his hand."
Oh yeah!)
(Tied to my telephone line)
Zero-five-eight-nine, telefunkin' line
If they call, and my line is jumpin'
I'm just telefunkin' (telefunkin?) Yeah (you got me telefunkin)
Callin' you up around quarter past two
Breathin' all heavy, 'cos I know it's you
And rappin' soft and sweet, makes you freak
Stayin' on the line till I get ya weak
Now I'm gettin' over 'cos my funky style
Get you so excited, that I drive you wild
And I can ring your bell, hard as hell (well!)
Make you wanna find somebody to tell
I've got the fever for your flava (yeah-yeah)
And I'm spendin' (yeah-yeah) all of my time (yeah-yeah)
'Cos I'm addicted to you baby, tied to my telephone line (tied to my
telep
Look to Me Lyrics
Lay your head in my lap Let the sound of my laught comfort you now here in the cold Your face gets wet as the drink slips from my hand The faster i drive the harder i cry don't worry i'll get us there And i look down at you You look up at me We're a real fucked up family We make it home this place is a mess The smell of cologne mixed with all that we own<
hone line)Lay your head in my lap Let the sound of my laught comfort you now here in the cold Your face gets wet as the drink slips from my hand The faster i drive the harder i cry don't worry i'll get us there And i look down at you You look up at me We're a real fucked up family We make it home this place is a mess The smell of cologne mixed with all that we own<
(Well) So tell all my friends...
That if they call, and my line is jumpin'
I'm just telefunkin' (telefunkin?) Yeah (you got me telefunkin)
If they call, and my line is bumpin'
I must be telefunkin' (telefunkin?) Yeah (you got me telefunkin)
Grindin' on the groove, I can get you off
You don't have to tell me when you've had enough
'Cos I can keep you played, drop that shade
And make you feel so good, you don't remember your name
Now I'm gettin' over with my soft sex style
I can put it to you, make you go buck wild
And I can ring your bell, soft as hell
Make you wanna find somebody to tell
I've got the fever, for your flava (yeah)
And I'm spendi
foreplay Lyrics
YOU ARE NOW ABOUT TO WITNESS THE POWER OF HARDCORE WELCOME TO THE PIT MOTHERFUCKER YEAH BITCHES GUESS WHO'S BACK? GET THE KIDS OUT THE ROOM RIGHT NOW IT'S GONNA GET REAL DIRTY AND SHIT YEAH DADDY I WAS BORN TO RIDE OK YEAH DADDY I WAS BORN TO RIDE MOTHERFUCKIN THIS IS GROWN FOLKS BUSINESS YEAH DADDY I
n' (yeah-yeah) all of my time (yeah-yeah)(come on)YOU ARE NOW ABOUT TO WITNESS THE POWER OF HARDCORE WELCOME TO THE PIT MOTHERFUCKER YEAH BITCHES GUESS WHO'S BACK? GET THE KIDS OUT THE ROOM RIGHT NOW IT'S GONNA GET REAL DIRTY AND SHIT YEAH DADDY I WAS BORN TO RIDE OK YEAH DADDY I WAS BORN TO RIDE MOTHERFUCKIN THIS IS GROWN FOLKS BUSINESS YEAH DADDY I
Addicted to your lovin', tied to my telephone line (tied to my telephone
line)
(Telefunkin'?) So tell all my friends...
That if they call (if they call), and my line is jumpin'
(I'm just) I'm just telefunkin' (telefunkin?) Yeah (you got me
telefunkin)(yeah-yeah)
If they call (if they call), and my line is bumpin' (I'm bumpin')
I must be telefunkin' (I'm telefunkin')(telefunkin?)(telefunkin')
Yeah (you got me telefunkin)
Zero-five-eight-nine, telefunkin' line
You be gettin' your kick
I be gettin' mine
Hot for your spot, got me flowin' for the season
Like L.V. you be givin' me the reason
I'll weak an' you that I seek an'<
Mysteries Of Love Lyrics
written by: David Lynch(l)/Angelo Badalamenti(m) Sometimes a wind blows and you and I float in love and kiss forever in a darkness and the mysteries of love come clear and dance in light in you in me and show that we are Love Sometimes a wind blows and the
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Hot what ya got - me mad freakin'written by: David Lynch(l)/Angelo Badalamenti(m) Sometimes a wind blows and you and I float in love and kiss forever in a darkness and the mysteries of love come clear and dance in light in you in me and show that we are Love Sometimes a wind blows and the
We love like beats for the case
Telefunk flava, mad rockin' up the place
'Cos I'm addicted to ya, Baby, tied to my telephone line (tied to my
telephone line)(Well)
So tell all my friends...
That if they call (if they call), and my line is jumpin'
I'm just telefunkin' (telefunkin?)('till daylight) Yeah (you got me
telefunkin)('till daylight)
If they call (if they call), and my line is bumpin' (Ooh I'm just
telefunkin')
I must be telefunkin' (telefunkin?)(Oh)(telefunkin') Yeah (you got
me telefunkin)
You got me, Baby
Got me telefunkin', Baby (tied to my telephone line)
You got me, Baby
Got me telefunkin', Baby