care Love me Bring me back to You Love me Hold me close Show me love that's true Love me, love me Don't ever let me down Love me Until I come around
Oversettelse: Holy Soldier. Love Me.
I pray to God, we never die Niggas couldn't do nothin' with me They put the devil on me I would have preferred if niggas Would squeeze the metal on me
? How many niggas for real? Like Mary Louelle as long as I live Forty five strategized like, oh dow Niggas can blast at me, bitches can pass me Fuck,
today/ Lift your lighters up and say "RIP" Lift your lighters (For me) Lift your lighters (For me) Lift your lighters (For me) Just to say "RIP" Wish Bone Gotta love
me some grams I chop it, show me some land I cop it Show me some hoe somewhere in the tropics And I'ma suck the pussy till she beg me to stop it That
the vengeance of the sea Well, everything is eclipsed By the shape of destiny So love me now, hell is coming Yeah, kiss my mouth, hell is here Little soldier
It will come to pass Tell me Tell me holy Holy roller Holy roller Are you standin' Are you standin' Like a soldier? Like a soldier? Well Are you standing
[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Holy Jesus, I gotta drop all these toys off Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus, bring me my robe & my slippers I gotta go! [Ghostface Killah
boots While business suits shoot hoops eatin fruit loops Yo I don't understand the government plan Goin on holy land, killin a family man, and Tearing loved
blood again, hate no love again Got them soldiers runnin' in, with a gun again With a ton of sin, in a holy war, how we gonna win? I think it's time
red gems real estate corporation mind state Prosperity dealin' with the highest of integrity steadily Wall street bound walkin' on Holy ground give is the greatest of all I spread my love
against me It's the life of the dead, record of company defend me Still workin, the musical group, is that the crew? Are they with me? It's Mr. Majesty
in here So many tears, wishin I could help from the side The spiritual cot, feelin like you love me not You'd love me to rot, pop snap crackle and drop Give me
you from me You'll never know the hurt I suffered Nor the pain I rise above And I'll never know the same about you Your holiness or your kind of love
, this love will never be for sale Brass hats and soldier boys whiskey on your breath Drop your holy missiles you can take my body dead Send me all your
all the Veterans To their families, their loved ones And everybody that loves this country It was a sweltering hot Sunday morning in the Saudi Arabian desert And a young soldier
chains with red gems real estate corporation mindstate prosperity dealin' with the highest of integrity steadily, wall street bound walkin' on Holy ground give is the greatest of all, I spread my love
