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I m gonna make it happen
Ginuwine 4 Ur Mind x3
I m gonna make it happen
Ginuwine one time

I wanted to tell you how I feel
So you can know the real deal
I want me a lady
So I can carry on cuz my love is strong
Run deeper than the water s deep
Tell me baby can you get with me
I m lookin for someone whose down
to have my back and always stay around

*Chorus*
(It s Ginuwine 4 Ur Mind)
(Can you feel me)
(I m gonna make it happen every time)

Come with me coz I m scoping you
Only I can do the things I do
Fill you up until you say when
I ll take you round the world
And we ll go back again
I m feelin big cuz I ve got much to give
I satisfy cuz that s the way I live
You re dealin with a real man
And only things can do the things I can

*Chorus*
(Ginuwine)
(You)
(Ginuwine 4 Ur Mind)

*Bridge*
Give me just 1 chance
I ll fulfill your needs
I m just a real G
Can you get with me

Girl I seen you round my way to day
Knew right then I had to have you babe
I saw your smile and looked in your eyes
And want you babe want you bad
The way you looked and the way you dressed
Let me...

Hey ya hey hey hey ya hey hey…..
She said everything you’ve learned yeah you’ve been told
How can I get you to forget for awhile
She’s at my door won’t leave me alone
And she says that she’ll make my pain go by
But I know about Mandy cause Mandy you never forget
If...

You just left me six feet under ground
I m burning at the sight of the light
I m down here six feet under
buryed alive, with one open eye

Every time you come around
you leave me broken
What have I done...

Sam się położyłem, sam się muszę obudzić
Wstaję, chodzę, patrzę – cztery ściany, sufit
Sznurówki, tapeta, wykładzina, żarówka
Spode łba spojrzenie patrzy na mnie z lustra

Spękane usta, opuchnięte powieki
Płatki kukurydziane i przeciwbólowe leki
Wyłączony telefon, zostawcie mnie w spokoju
Czytam książkę, chodzę po przedpokoju…

Na klatce schodowej drze...

Oh Billie I want you so,
I m trying to meet you.
Too many things they don’t know,
too many repeatings,
of beatings,
and I’m walking around your closet,
I want you to say my name again.
So Billie I lost control,
I’m trying to meet you,
too many things...