Sexy Black Timberlake - Channel Tres

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I took ur picture, with one particluar reason and its to capture ur character, I like to sit and stare at 'cha Aint nothin wrong with starin at cha Girl don't be scared at the fact that I envison us getting married and I ain't tryin to rush nuttin Cuz I aint rushin It'll take a time like, "whats them things that move slow you knowthem... damn.I cant think cuz u on my mind..." And when u on my mindi cant find anything to ryhme with ryhme I gotta ryhme ryhme with mixture And speakin of mixture With you I wanna be mixed up Im like a record and ur like a record So lets let the DJ mix us Ur like an elixir Thats got me tipsy, This is just like Ripley's "Believe it or not" girl But I love you Girl u really got me goin Outta control I dot know what im doin Lets let it go And do what we do best Take off our clothes We look better undressed Yes to sex Yes to sex No to War No to war Fightin' is rightin' Fightin' is rightin' Yes to sex It's so much more exciting Yes to sex Yes to sex No to War No to war Fightin is frightning Fightin is frightening Yes to sex It's so much more exciting For you im a fanatic Im a addict Ur sexy antics turn me on like automatic No need to get dramatic But I gotta have it (Gimme gimme gimme gimme) Gimme some of them sexual acrobatics Kama sutra girl, anything that suits you girl Stuff that you ain't used to girl Come over here and let me show you just how Willy do it Im a freak and u knew it Ur a freak and I knew it Baby lets get to it 'Cause... Its called the S E X X X X (YES YES YES) U take me to extasy Witout takin extasty Its exactly like extasy When u layin right next to me Im sexin' u Sexin u U sexin me Sexin me Its feels so damn natural Wut we doin so naturally Im likin u rubbin' me And u likin me rubbin' u Da passions emaculate While u lovin me lovin u I put L-O-V-E in you I love me puttin' me in you Make love to you Just like Sergio Mendez plays the piano

Hey (what?) Turn it off (dad, this is the best part) Turn it off (no) It's too late for this, turn it off (Dad, this is the best part, come on) No, turn it off now (No, this is, I wanna listen to it okay?) 'Cause it's too loud and disturbs the neighbors, turn it off now Yeah right, too late? Sure, eat this I took my baby on a Saturday bang Boy, is that girl with you? We're one and the same Now I believe in miracles And a miracle has happened tonight But if you're thinking about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white They print my message in the Saturday Sun I had to tell them, I ain't second to none And I told 'em 'bout equality And it's true, either you're wrong or you're right But, if you're thinkin' about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I'm tired of this devil I'm tired of this stuff I'm tired of this business Oh, when the going gets rough I ain't scared of your brother I ain't scared of no sheets I ain't scare of nobody Go, when you're gonna get mean Protection for gangs, clubs and nations Causing grief in human relations It's a turf war on a global scale I'd rather hear both sides of the tale See, it's not about races Just places, faces Where your blood comes from is where your space is I've seen the bright get duller I'm not gonna spend my life being a color Do you agree with me When I saw you kicking dirt in my eye? But, if you're thinkin' about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I said, if you're thinkin' of being my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I said, if you're thinkin' of being my brother It don't matter if you're black or white Alright, alright (ooh, ooh) Alright (yeah, yeah, yeah now) Alright, alright (ooh, ooh) Shamone (yeah, yeah, yeah now) Alright It's black, it's white It's tough for you to be black (yeah, yeah, yeah) It's black, it's white (woo!) It's black, it's white It's tough for you to be black (yeah, yeah, yeah) It's black, it's white (woo!)

Aaow! Aaow! I took my baby on a Saturday bang Boy, is that girl with you? Yes, we're one and the same Now I believe in miracles And a miracle has happened tonight Hee! But, if you're thinking about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white Ooh! They print my message in the Saturday sun I had to tell 'em I ain't second to none And I told 'em about equality And it's true, either you're wrong or you're right Hoo! But, if you're thinking about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white Hoo! Gone witcha girl! Hee-hee! I am tired of this devil I am tired of this stuff I am tired of this business So when the going gets rough I ain't scared of your brother I ain't scared of no sheets I ain't scared of nobody Girl, when the going gets mean Protection for gangs, clubs and nations Causing grief in human relations It's a turf war on a global scale I'd rather hear both sides of the tale See, it's not about races Just places, faces Where your blood comes from is where your space is I've seen the bright get duller I'm not going to spend my life being a color Don't tell me you agree with me When I saw you kicking dirt in my eye Hee-hee! But, if you're thinking about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I said if you're thinking of being my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I said if you're thinking of being my brother It don't matter if you're black or white Alright, alright Ah, dah, ah (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Dah, ah, dah, alright Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, now Alright, alright (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Shamone, don't Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah now Alright (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) It's black, it's white It's tough for you to get by (ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) It's black, it's white, hoo! (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) It's black, it's white It's tough for you to get by (ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) It's black, it's white, hoo! (Shamone, dah)

Another tear in the sea, another drop in the ocean After the fall, waiting to sink Another tear in the sea, another drop in the ocean After the fall, waiting to sink Oh, solo mio Oh, solo mio It's all right now, come closer Talk to me (Oh, solo mio) It's all right now, come closer (Oh, solo mio) Come talk to me Sah-fasa-gan Sah-fasa-gan Sah-fasa-gan (There's a definite feeling, buried down) Sah-fasa-gan (Wrecking itself, taking you with me) The more they was, the more they were The more they wander from The more they was, the more they were The more they wander from Another tear in the sea, another drop in the ocean After the fall, waiting to sink There's a definite feeling, buried down Wrecking itself, taking you with me (Sah-fasa-gan) There's a terrible reason, buried down (Sah-fasa-gan) Wrecking itself, taking you with me (Sah-fasa-gan) There's a definite feeling, buried down (Sah-fasa-gan) Wrecking itself, taking you with me (Sah-fasa-gan) There's a terrible reason, buried down (Sah-fasa-gan) Wrecking itself, taking you with me Sah-fasa-gan (There's a definite feeling, buried down) Sah-fasa-gan (Wrecking itself, taking you with me) Sah-fasa-gan (There's a terrible reason, buried down) Sah-fasa-gan (Wrecking itself, taking you with me) (Two-seven) (Two-seven, two-seven, two-seven, two-seven) Sah-fasa-gan (Two-seven, two-seven, two-seven, two-seven) Sa-fasa-gan (Two-seven, two-seven, two-seven, two-seven) (Two-seven, two-seven, two-seven, two-seven)

Hit the back 'Cause every time you take it's just exciting me Bad, bad, bad Hit the back Hit the back 'Cause every time you take it's just exciting me Hit the back A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion I need you to search my clothing It feels so good to me I need you to search my clothing It feels so good to me A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion (Hit the back) (Hit the back) (Hit the back) (Hit the back) (Hit the back) (Hit the back) I need you to search my clothing Pat me down and feel the molding 'Cause underneath this table feels so good to me And i need you to be my motor

Tres dias sin verte mi ser Tres dias llorando por ti Tres dias que miro el amanecer Nomas tres dias yo te amé Y en tu mirar me perdí Y hace tres dias que no se de ti ¿Donde donde estas? ¿Con quien me engañas? ¿Donde donde estas? ¿Que estas haciendo? Tres dias que no se que es alimento Solo tomando me he podido consolar ay ay ay ay ay Esta gran pasion me va a matar Yo que voy hacer Yo que voy a hacer ay ay ay ay Si me niegas al ma mia tu querer ¿Donde donde estas? ¿Con quien me engañas? ¿Donde donde estas? ¿Que estas haciendo? Tres dias que no se que es alimento Solo tomando me he podido consolar ay ay ay ay ay Esta gran pasion me va a matar Yo que voy hacer Yo que voy a hacer ay ay ay ay Si me niegas al ma mia tu querer