you out from all this space The coldest room in the whole damn place Chorus Lady godiva's room The only place she ever played in tune Lady godiva's room
satisfied to either win or lose Darling if our pathway parts let there be no broken hearts There's no room in my heart for the blues There's no room
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To build a room, to build a room, a room for love A room for love Let's build a room Where only lovers can hide Let's build a room, let's build a room
's Get A Room Let's, let's, let's, Let's, LEt's, LET'S (gon' boy) [Chorus: x2] Let's get a room get high and get naked L-L-Let's get a room get high
got my number But what she see's in me, I sometimes wonder She's a little too good for me She's gonna change me if I let her She's a little too good
door I stepped in the room I saw my old lady drunk And dancing with the broom That's what's goin' on in my room That's goin' on in my room Well, my baby
your side My words are spoken, I am on your side In your room, in your room, in your room we come In your room, in your room, in your room
Driving in my car, smoking my cigar The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar Ahh, ahh Singing in my yacht, what a lot I got Happiness is something
off the floors Off the floors... off the floors.... In Lucy lives a room, inside I feel someone's waking in my room again She says she's leaving But
callin' wack niggaz houses from the Radisson hotel room Penthouse suites, bitch niggaz get 911 beeps I'm always hearin' more softest MC's talk shit about
that's a better place, I like more space Cause there's , no room to rhumba in a sports car You can't move forward or back There's no room to do what
satisfied to either win or lose Darling if our pathway parts let's that be no broken hearts There's no room in my heart for the blues There's no room
I want to be back in Sofkuri's room Where the candlelight's timeless She sits on the corner of her bed looking at you Through eyes part coal and part
And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it,
I grew up in the 1980's In a 4-bedroom house My family, my Grandma, 3 or 4 Aunties Uncles and Brothers In and out of prison daily At certain times when
tally up. Like Bally's - I exercise you. Like Dahmer - I victimize you. Criticize you for using auto-tune. Recognize here comes your doom. There's no room
' and we zonin' Feelin' the buzz, plus the love Up Till early in the mornin Come come, that's right(Thats Right) Let's go have some fun, in-the-bed-room