Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God I Found You

MC to the J.O.E
Nastradamus
For the
it real, baby
Uh, Storm, baby
Uh, it
for you

Thank God I you
Let's show the you're my golden girl, when we shoppin'
see us on the streets, they say, "Son, scooped a hot one"
You taste like cake, you shaped like the number eight
And you my one candidate

I lose you, it's like I'm bettin' in Vegas, crucial
knowin' these players is wantin' you, Boo
I get the when you in my sight
Feels like it's to be right
I feel a when I kiss you at night, uh

knows she my baby girl and
Players haters try to get her
But she'll be in my cradle tonight
Typically I say this
But you see your has got me faded
No girl made me feel like you do

Oh I'm ma be night after night to
Feel your arms around me
Baby baby, baby, baby, you it all right
No one but you, baby, baby can make me
The way you make me, me, make me feel

We it last, make it last
We it last, make it last
it last
We make it last, make it
We it last, make it last

Don't let our let our end
Oh you let it end
it last forever and ever
Thank God I you

touch is wonderful
Your is so marvelous
Joy, what I feel
When I'm with you,

Nothing, no one, no one, boy
Could compare to what we
Oh, no,
Love, it feels so
I'm so glad mine

We make it last, make it
We it last, make it last
Make it last
We it last, make it last
We make it last, make it

let our love end
No, no
Make it last forever and
God I found you

What, a thug's dream wife, jeans tight, beautiful
brown Timbs, hot as jalapenos
She knows how to hide the
The rap of Valentino
And B5 become the black Al

Relax, sweetie, in you could watch the TV
Or lay back and Mariah's hot CD
And I'm ma touch you in the places
Or we could walk the park
Above in all faces, I'm in your love

Thank God I you, you my crown jewel
I'm sayin', Boo, the type I'd give my name to
At Lovers put the top up
When it start to rain in the lot
we finish doin' our thing

Fog the gettin' very sentimental
Sippin' Cosmos with the cherry in the
I keep it honest, word to real, my promise
Signin' off, yours, Nastradamus

God I found you
Thank God I you
I was so lost you
My every and every dream
Somehow reality
But sometimes I blame my whole life