heart that beats For you And if You dear Could read my mind Oh you Would know my love Is true Words can`t say how much I love you Words can
Oversettelse: Mark'oh. Ord.
Chorus Words can`t say how much I love you Words can`t say how much I care I need you `n I need your love like I need to breathe the air Verse1
of magic, lose the clothes Gotta party like this yo' world Make yo' booty go stupid, girl So hot that I love them curves Off top, shawty, mark my words Oh, oh
about it Oh, we could be down for life Have a couple kids and make you my wife, baby You're beautiful, lady My beautiful, so wonderful, I love you so Oh
out on the line Will they be ready for you in time If you leave them out too long They'll be withered by the sun Full stops and exclamation marks My words
poppin' tags Uh huh, whattup? Tell you somethin' bout me My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patty's day, green pinstripe, number 20 Mark Spitz'n Jersey oh
never sell a bird to a mockingbird We find out where you stay and we mark your turf Lace ya' house with a bomb make you walk in first Oh, and ya' is
eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love. It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above. I crucified my hate and held the word
light with no lime sometimes Oh it's too late I can't stop moving my mouth I'll shush but I'll shout something's got a hold of me those words coming
dem a-go work it out. But someone will 'ave to pay For the innocent blood That they shed every day, Oh, children, mark my word; It's what the Bible say, yeah! yeah! Oh
I just need a steady lover, oh baby, oh (Give it up, give it up) 'Cause I don't want no Casanova I just need a steady lover, oh baby, oh (Give it up,
You see their shape everywhere Dividing and multiplying Exchanging with ease When times are mysterious Serious numbers are easy to please Take my address, take my phone, oh
't go Oh, she found all the numbers I had in my car Oh, she called all the ones I had marked with a star Oh, I'm racin' over to plead my case Oh, she
you wrong, hiding all your tears When you cried for me to come back home and then you tell me Part-time loving just won't do, I can't say a word Oh,
[Verse: Scarface] Young Face slangin, Ya Ya Ya Heavyweight, Got a bad bitch in every state On the grind, nonstop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas
block when ya that fucked up they laugh at it On my block, it's just another day in the heart Of the south side of Houston, Texas, makin' ya mark On
on the stand I just go get Johnny B the right-hand man And watch 'em jet, when the Akshun takes a stand I'm on the set in other words, I'm in effect
