and Grace Together: 'Cos she's the girl for me Adam: Man those chicks really like that show Andrew: Among others... Adam: What do you mean? Andrew: Uh nothing Adam: OK Adam
Oversættelse: Adam. Girl For Me.
scratched up from constant usage Girl kidnapper, pop tags off tags Poppa makin' monster music And still I Cosa Nostra Big roaster, skin cola Girl, when I send for
for her, present the gift without the curse Her pleasure is my purpose, pleasure to be at your service We front row at fashion shows, as well as Sunday morning service For better days or for
wanna hear me rap beggin' for freestyle skills I've served so many rappers I can make a land field fool You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewel
you this once, you the illest And for your lovin' I'ma Die Hard like Bruce Willis You got spark, you, you got spunk You, you got something all the girls
gonna give you my love, I?m gonna give you every inch of my love, Gonna give you my love. [Chorus] Way down inside? woman? You need? love. Shake for me, girl
[Adam Levine] My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close Hear my thoughts in every note Make me your radio Turn me up when you feel low This
adores me Music's my first love, but nine to five bores me Love me or hate me Lil' Kim come through My fans across the world I came back for you I came
lie to me no more it's the way that I feel *chorus* Just for me... He did it just for me This is real love here... Just for me And as this moment comes
wanna be a star? Can't find your lane but you wanna be, wanna be a star Baby girl can sing, she thick, man I think she got it But they tellin' me to
plan For you to fall in love with me, girl it's not like that Girl you know, girl you know I, I, I Girl you know I, I, I love you Girl you know, girl
Sense: Lookin' at my fake Gucci, it's about that time It's time for some perculator I circulate around the block Black to get me a six pack a half
mouth to mouth You to me son, what you talkin' 'bout? If your third eye look then I gorge it out Bitches fuck me barely walkin' out For a thievin' ass
a space inside for someone But I know it isn't me So among the boys who are searching And the girls who hope they're found If you look for me, I'm the
(Barkam/Adams) Hey, girl, put away your handkerchief Dry your eyes and get ahold of your heart Lift your head up, don't you worry now Brighter days
