make the world go 'round (World go 'round, world go 'round, world go 'round) Yeah, I'll find another way (World go 'round, world go 'round, world go 'round
Translation: No Doubt. World Go 'Round.
as you and I We've got to find another way To make the world go 'round You see there's many many many People in the world And I'm not sure if
disguised as you and I We've got to find another way To make the world go 'round You see there's many many many People in the world And I'm not
you and I We've got to find another way To make the world go 'round You see there's many many many People in the world And I'm not sure if I like
we go on I bet a no say we stop wit lyrics and de music and right on de ? EASE UP and come again my selector All over de world is only for pain an' sufferin
my emotions To take the road to ecstasy You gotta go downtown That's the way to my love Take it round and round Oooh, you can't stop 'til you find my love Go
the answer before You said "goodnight, love" SURE FEELS LIKE LOVE tonight -MUSIC- (FOR SEVEN SECONDS) My whole worlds turnin' upside down Standing still on a merry go round
ggers beneath me now go get f-cking stomped son no I run this city I am Brooklyn?s Nucky Thompson If they make me go in I?ma go right away mny fly ass
makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Money
could've been? What should've been? Pain And with the state of affairs and the way that I was I took a pistol from the closet I loaded a round, I opened
floored D's kick the door, found me on the floor By my toilet tryna flush that raw, toilet wouldn't flush I'm fucked Half a brick of yay goin' round and round
don't know why this) As the world turns (World keeps turning round and round) These are the days of our lives These are the things That we must go through
[J. Cole] Yeah, Pistol Pete flow, smoke like a swisha sweet blow Cole world, get ya Pea Coat Rappers got no point, n-ggas miss the free throws so Ain?
the time, the shit was heavy Cause life was all about your name You had to scrap with any n-gga that would call you lame Ashamed no doubt, so many n-ggas go
And only by the Grandmaster could he ever be taught Now you gather 'round the stage to watch him perform Taking notes for the next time you go on But
