ain't no sunshine when she's gone only darkness every day ain't no sunshine when she's gone and this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away ain't
Translation: D'angelo. Ain't No Sunshine.
a girl Listen to different scriptions, they teach on God And if you ain't never met him, don't speak on God I'm serious about religion, just ain't no
by me real casually Asked you if you'd like a drink and said you'd offer one to me Got the number to the crib, cell, job Couldn't believe you'd even
the pearls ain't free You'll find a god in every golden cloister And if you're lucky then the god's a she I can feel an angel sliding up to me One town
angels on this road I ain't goin' away, no way Church is where I'm goin' to stay every time I come to church I feel allow, alive, resuscitated Ain't
the pearls ain't free You'll find a god in every golden cloister And if you're lucky then the god's a she I can feel an angel sliding up to me [THE AMERICAN
pearls ain't free You'll find a god in every golden cloister And if you're lucky then the god's a she I can feel an angel sliding up to me One town
don't care if he is special, I don't want to know that shit I don't care how much he loves you Or how much he understands I don't care if he's an angel
I'd... Then she'd... Then we'd... But I can't do it alone! Then she'd... Then I'd... Then we'... But I can't do it alone! She'd say, "What's your sister
pearls ain't free You'll find a god in every golden cloister A little flesh, a little history I can feel an angel sliding up to me One night in Bangkok
his face paint. It feels like a safe place, but it ain't. Feels like it safety seals fates, but it don't. He's not a real saint. Just another one
pearls ain't free You'll find a God in every golden cloister And if you're lucky then the God's a she I can feel an angel sliding up to me One town'
Well, the snow ain't falling down Nobody bundled head to feet There's no children sledding snowball Frickin' fighting in the street There ain't no Christmas
but the pearls ain't free You'll find a god in every golden cloister A little flesh, a little history I can feel an angel sliding up to me One night
your sunshine, i never meant to block your sun i dont know if you know what i mean but its love in los angeles lazy days in los angeles if it ain't your
top I take the breeze, quick break the trees Feel good as we flippin through the Robb Repo't My baby momma ain't trippin on child suppo't [DJ Quik]
