La Guns lyrics
La Guns lyrics
"Dirty Luv 429 Lyrics"
Shout It Out Loud Lyrics
hope we found our sweet release i hope filled that hole within your soul i hope at last we get some peace i hope the light shines on we as one
Come on everybody I'm back in town
Gonna bring you up, gonna shake you down
Gonna set you up to another place
Gonna wipe that smile back on your face
I'm calling all the home girls in L.A.
I've got some thing good, gonna come your way
All the fine girls from old Times Square
I love your style and savour faire
Don't want your conversation
Don't want to talk about trust
I want excitation
I want your Dirty Luv
Dirty Luv
Come on little baby I love your stuff
I'd die 4 U, Can't get enough
I'm a back door lover in a limousine
I'll show you st
I'll do you baby
Do you good
On the trunk and on the hood
Take it faster, take it faster
Call me slave or call me master
Don't want conversation
Or the stars above
Just gimme some stimulation
and a slice of your Dirty Luv
Dirty Luv
I'm watchin' you
Dirty Luv
Oh come on baby
Come on love
My sweet baby got the stuff
Don't want your complications
Or the stars above
Just gimme some stimulation
I want a slice of your Dirty Luv
Dirty Luv
I'm watchin' you
Dirty Luv
Dirty Luv
hope we found our sweet release i hope filled that hole within your soul i hope at last we get some peace i hope the light shines on we as one
Come on everybody I'm back in town
Gonna bring you up, gonna shake you down
Gonna set you up to another place
Gonna wipe that smile back on your face
I'm calling all the home girls in L.A.
I've got some thing good, gonna come your way
All the fine girls from old Times Square
I love your style and savour faire
Don't want your conversation
Don't want to talk about trust
I want excitation
I want your Dirty Luv
Dirty Luv
Come on little baby I love your stuff
I'd die 4 U, Can't get enough
I'm a back door lover in a limousine
I'll show you st
Move On Lyrics
Sometimes i feel The need to move on So i pack a bag And move on Move on Well i might take a train Or sail at da
reets you've never seenSometimes i feel The need to move on So i pack a bag And move on Move on Well i might take a train Or sail at da
I'll do you baby
Do you good
On the trunk and on the hood
Take it faster, take it faster
Call me slave or call me master
Don't want conversation
Or the stars above
Just gimme some stimulation
and a slice of your Dirty Luv
Dirty Luv
I'm watchin' you
Dirty Luv
Oh come on baby
Come on love
My sweet baby got the stuff
Don't want your complications
Or the stars above
Just gimme some stimulation
I want a slice of your Dirty Luv
Dirty Luv
I'm watchin' you
Dirty Luv
Dirty Luv