I want nobody, nobody but you I want nobody, nobody but you How can I be with another? I don't want any other I want nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
nobody, nobody but you I want nobody, nobody but you I want no one else but you Can't have anyone but you I want nobody nobody nobody nobody I want nobody, nobody
nobody nobody nobody nobody I want nobody nobody But You I want nobody nobody But You nan dareun sarameun sirheo niga animyeon sirheo I want nobody nobody nobody nobody
your arms higher Raise 'em 'til your arms tired let 'em know you here That you struggling, survivin', that you gon' persevere Yeah, ain't nobody leavin', nobody
to love Baby girl, there you at Looking at me like a putty cat Wondering where that thing is at Wondering where your ring is at Nobody ever did it
I get the feeling sometime that make me wonder Why you wanna take us under? Why you wanna take us under? Can't nobody take my pride Uh-uh, uh-uh Can't nobody
's the kid rapper's feelin' You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, fuckin' the prosecutor at my hearin' Money laundering, honies wondering
, how am I supposed to know that she's yours She aint got no ring on her finger It aint our fault homeboy that your girl likes to wonder and linger
back back baby baby like that Bring it back back baby baby like that Girl when you move it's a private show Got me wondering how low you can go Girl
windowsills And my heart jumped every ledge Until one bright morning when I woke I heard bells, girl she gently spoke
your wishes I am here to make them true, don't wonder You don't have to rub a lamp 'Cause I'll take care of you Nobody knows, nobody knows Nobody knows, nobody
me that i should relax that i dont got no solid facts but u dug ur last girl, pulled some shit behind her back listen up i wont b nobodys fool boy, earn
me, Crew neck tee, all black chuckers, Weezy F B, the girls dem lover, and if it aint me then the girls just suffer I got the big bread so the girls just
Life, I wonder Will it take me under, I don't know Imagine smokin' weed in the streets without cops harassin' Imagine goin' to court with no trial Lifestyle
Nobody knows what she's holding back Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh The teacher wonders
' chickens from my farm Damn, Another dead pigeon If your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade Girl