Love Her Too Much - Merlin Babaji

(Roger Cook, Roger Greenaway) Too much coffee, too much tea, Too much sugar isn't good for me. Too much money and too much fame, Too much liquer drives a man insane. But too much love, too much love, There's no such thing as gettin' too much love OOhh love, Oohh love, There's no such thing as gettin' too much love. Too much fighting and misery, There's too much trouble in this world for me. There's too much of this and too much of that And too much of anything will make you fat. But too much love, too much love, There's no such thing as gettin' too much love. --- Instrumental --- Too many people saying don't do that, It's a no, no, no, no, no. I don't need telling where it's at I said I know, know, know, know, know, know. Too much pleasure and too much pain, Somewhere someone's getting too much rain And too much junk's being advertised And too much television hurts your eyes. But too much love, too much love, There's no such thing as gettin' too much love Oohh love, Oohh love, There's no such thing as gettin' too much love. La la la la, la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la La la la la, la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la...

Too much sorrow Too much pain Too many reasons Not to go back again Living without her Is too much to bare But when we're together Too much nothing to share But too much love, I've never seen Too much love, I don't know what it means Not enough caring Too many lies Sooner or later One too many goodbyes I got no reason For hanging around When all my possessions Start to weigh me down But too much love, I've never known Too much love, I need some of my own But too much love, I've never seen Too much love, I don't know what it means

Vibe with the sound Tribe is all around Vibe with the sound Tribe is all around Vibe with the sound Tribe is all around Vibe with the sound Tribe is all around Vibe with the sound Always rolling loud when I'm posted with my troops Walk up in your section and you know I'm sipping juice Mud in my sprite got me feeling so loose Drugs in the night what I'm finna do My bitch she so bad she in Louis Vuitton She shaking that ass when I turn on the song They do what I want cause they know I'm a don I came with them straps and I'll hit you with one Think it's all sweet till I pull out that gun I'll leave your ass dead on the ground for my funds Best in my state yeah they know I'm the one My shit going global I'm hot as the sun Never come down I sip till I'm done Sipping on Hennessy chase it with rum Fucking your bitch and you know that she cum Came off the boat get the bricks by the ton Came from the trap hitting licks just for fun Now we stack up all the racks in the club Yeah Stack to the ceiling Hundreds and fifties They yelling my name when I'm up in the city My bitch she so bad she cop Loui and fendi I hop in the coup and these bitches they with me Lines of the Whitney Off of her titties Life was so shitty Now I run cities I think it's so fitting No I am not quitting You fuckers be sitting while we just be winning Vibe with the sound Tribe is all around Vibe with the sound Tribe is all around Vibe with the sound Tribe is all around Vibe with the sound Tribe is all around Vibe with the sound