we just gave up em d c Yeah we just gave up em d c 'cause sometimes, you know em d There's limits to love c g Sometimes you know em d There's limits to love
Oversættelse: Til tirsdag. Grænser for Love.
a drought I blow lye like its "God Bless Buddha" It's sort of like the feelin' runnin' with a known shooter Baby I'ma spit it to the limit, run into
'ma beat it up, he could lay it down I hope up out my bed, set my swag on Scrambled eggs, filet mignon, two trees blown just for cologne Money never limited
