Текстове на песни:
Squeeze Got To Me

you got to me and you know it I believe you won't let go I believe you got to me I know that you feel it too Got to me, got to you Looking at you sitting

miss you, babe It's complicated and stupid Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid Guess he wants to play, wants to play A love game, a love game Hold me and love me

Brooklyn, I be everywhere comfortably. Now who pumped you and told you to come rump wit me? You the type to run your mouth and then run from me I'm poppin

Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon) Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso) Now you call me Castro

alone Hold hands and say it like me, the most shady Frankie baby, fantastic, graphic, tryin' to make dough Like Jurassic Park did quick to spark kids who start shit See me, only me

' With me for real, it's gone be somethin' Yeah, I'm talkin' lights, camera, action Had me singin', "I'm sorry Ms. Jackson" Uh', turn it around lemme see somethin' With me

Your trashy friends are spreading about us They got like fifty personalities Oh girl, that's so messed up You see that sculpture on the hill That's where she cleared me

Your trashy friends are spreading about us They got like fifty personalities Oh girl, that's so messed up You see that sculpture on the hill That's where she cleared me

make a million bucks But saving accounts and the I.R.S never worry me much I don't need that stuff 'cause I've got friends like you To buy me drinks and