Theraphy Lyrics & Chords By Gustavo Mota

Don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit' the goodie-goodies dressed in white Don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit' the goodie-goodies dressed in white Don't make sense, goin' to...read more

It was about 6.15 in the morning. I'm drunk, and I'm high, and I'm in Chicago. Now, I had just stumbled out of some club, somewhere, I can't even remember. And I walked to the...read more

We do it!… x8 Girl don't be scared, aint shit to be afraid of, let me get in your head, let me see what your made of and I know what your thinking but still I want you...read more

Double D Big full breasts on my baby (Yo we going to Florida) Triple weight Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl And I just wanna know Why you ain't been going to...read more