.:| Neguinha Suburbana |:.
Coisas da vida, artesanato, fotografia e meio ambiente

Versão 3.2/2008: Tudo na vida é uma questão de prioridade, comedimento e tolerância.
sexta-feira, 1 de abril de 2005
Fim de um ciclo
Para fechar o ciclo, uma colaboração da amiga Rapha!

Lose My Breath

Can you keep up?
Baby boy, make me lose my breath
Bring the noise, make me lose my breath
Hit me Hard, make me lose my (Hah Hah)
Can you keep up?
Baby boy, make me lose my breath
Bring the noise, make me lose my breath
Hit me Hard, make me lose my (Hah Hah)

OOOh
I put it right there, made it easy for you to get to
Now you wanna act like ya don't know what to do
After I done everything that you asked me
Grabbed you, grind you, liked you, tried you
Moved so fast baby now I can't find you

OOOh
I'm startin' to believe that I'm way too much for you
All that talk but it seems like it can't come through
All them lies like you could satisfy me,
Now I see where believing you got me
Gave you the wheel, but you can't drive me

OOOh
Two things I don't like when I tryin' to get my groove
Is a partna that meets me only half way and just can't prove
Take me out so deep when you know you can't swim
Need a lifeguard and I need protection
So put it on me deep in the right direction

OOOh
You understand the facts that I'm tryin' to give to you
You movin' so slow like you just don't have a clue
Didn't mama teach you to give affection?
You're the difference of a man and an adolescent
It ain't you boo, so get to steppin'

If you can't make me say OOO
Like the beat of this drum
Why you ask for some and you really want none
If you can't make me say OOO
Like the beat of this groove

You don't have no business in this here's your papers
Baby you are dismissed, dismissed, dismissed, dismissed, dismissed,
dismissed, dismissed
devaneios de Neguinha Suburbana 16:57