Could U Love Me Lyrics
| Song | Could U Love Me |
| Artist | Will Smith |
| Album | Lost And Found |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Will Smith & George Archie | |
| 作词 : Archie, Smith | |
| Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check and a mic check and a | |
| Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town? | |
| Would you love me if my pants was hand me downs, huh? | |
| Yo, yo, often times | |
| I hear a phrase when | |
| I'm out and about8 to 80, all walks of life be shouting it out | |
| Usually, when it's time for a encore | |
| I hear itOr when | |
| I did something hot, evoking the spirit | |
| It's weird, its like a double edge sword when ya'll applaud | |
| It's kinda wild, a peace sign, a smile | |
| How do I respond to the phrase, "I love you Will!"? | |
| Kinda heavy when | |
| I hear it, | |
| I'd be like damn for real? | |
| In a way it make me wanna stay strong and moral | |
| But history say | |
| I could be gone tomorrow | |
| And though my future looks floral | |
| I feel like | |
| I'm hoping for much pain | |
| When people stop shouting my name | |
| And doubting my game and liking others better than me | |
| Writing letters to him instead of letters to me | |
| A veteran | |
| B, I know the game, but do me this here | |
| In your heart be clear before you bless my ear, come on | |
| Could you love me in the shack in a shanty town? | |
| Could you love me if my pants was hand me downs? | |
| Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling? | |
| If I wasn't on | |
| TV and I ain't sing, huh? | |
| Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted? | |
| Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? | |
| Could you love me if wrist ain't bling? | |
| If I wasn't on | |
| TV and I ain't sing, huh? | |
| I pray before | |
| I sit with a pen and a pad | |
| A birth of a thought occurs and it calls me dad | |
| To the universe an idea released from me | |
| Just a CD, nah man, a piece of me | |
| What you can't see is that when you be dancing | |
| BAs I asked you a question, that's how you answer me | |
| So when you don't dance, it'll be like | |
| I'm choking from cancer | |
| Like I wrote rancid rhymes, | |
| I can't survive | |
| Sure, I rationalize like, oh, | |
| I seeBut if you don't like my cut, it's like you don't like me | |
| Some stuff works, some works not so well | |
| It's like you works like hell, still get hurt like hell | |
| Yo, it could tear you apart but don't let your wins go to your head | |
| Your losses go to your heart | |
| And if we ever get the pleasure to meet, be clever with it | |
| Please measure what you yell in the street, come on | |
| Could you love me in the shack in a shanty town? | |
| Could you love me if my pants was hand me downs? | |
| Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling? | |
| If I wasn't on | |
| TV and I ain't sing, huh? | |
| Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted? | |
| Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? | |
| Could you love me if wrist ain't bling? | |
| If I wasn't on | |
| TV and I ain't sing, huh? | |
| Could you? |
| zuo qu : Will Smith George Archie | |
| zuo ci : Archie, Smith | |
| Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check and a mic check and a | |
| Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town? | |
| Would you love me if my pants was hand me downs, huh? | |
| Yo, yo, often times | |
| I hear a phrase when | |
| I' m out and about8 to 80, all walks of life be shouting it out | |
| Usually, when it' s time for a encore | |
| I hear itOr when | |
| I did something hot, evoking the spirit | |
| It' s weird, its like a double edge sword when ya' ll applaud | |
| It' s kinda wild, a peace sign, a smile | |
| How do I respond to the phrase, " I love you Will!"? | |
| Kinda heavy when | |
| I hear it, | |
| I' d be like damn for real? | |
| In a way it make me wanna stay strong and moral | |
| But history say | |
| I could be gone tomorrow | |
| And though my future looks floral | |
| I feel like | |
| I' m hoping for much pain | |
| When people stop shouting my name | |
| And doubting my game and liking others better than me | |
| Writing letters to him instead of letters to me | |
| A veteran | |
| B, I know the game, but do me this here | |
| In your heart be clear before you bless my ear, come on | |
| Could you love me in the shack in a shanty town? | |
| Could you love me if my pants was hand me downs? | |
| Could you love me if my wrist ain' t bling? | |
| If I wasn' t on | |
| TV and I ain' t sing, huh? | |
| Could you love me if my whip wasn' t chrome fitted? | |
| Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? | |
| Could you love me if wrist ain' t bling? | |
| If I wasn' t on | |
| TV and I ain' t sing, huh? | |
| I pray before | |
| I sit with a pen and a pad | |
| A birth of a thought occurs and it calls me dad | |
| To the universe an idea released from me | |
| Just a CD, nah man, a piece of me | |
| What you can' t see is that when you be dancing | |
| BAs I asked you a question, that' s how you answer me | |
| So when you don' t dance, it' ll be like | |
| I' m choking from cancer | |
| Like I wrote rancid rhymes, | |
| I can' t survive | |
| Sure, I rationalize like, oh, | |
| I seeBut if you don' t like my cut, it' s like you don' t like me | |
| Some stuff works, some works not so well | |
| It' s like you works like hell, still get hurt like hell | |
| Yo, it could tear you apart but don' t let your wins go to your head | |
| Your losses go to your heart | |
| And if we ever get the pleasure to meet, be clever with it | |
| Please measure what you yell in the street, come on | |
| Could you love me in the shack in a shanty town? | |
| Could you love me if my pants was hand me downs? | |
| Could you love me if my wrist ain' t bling? | |
| If I wasn' t on | |
| TV and I ain' t sing, huh? | |
| Could you love me if my whip wasn' t chrome fitted? | |
| Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? | |
| Could you love me if wrist ain' t bling? | |
| If I wasn' t on | |
| TV and I ain' t sing, huh? | |
| Could you? |
| zuò qǔ : Will Smith George Archie | |
| zuò cí : Archie, Smith | |
| Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check and a mic check and a | |
| Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town? | |
| Would you love me if my pants was hand me downs, huh? | |
| Yo, yo, often times | |
| I hear a phrase when | |
| I' m out and about8 to 80, all walks of life be shouting it out | |
| Usually, when it' s time for a encore | |
| I hear itOr when | |
| I did something hot, evoking the spirit | |
| It' s weird, its like a double edge sword when ya' ll applaud | |
| It' s kinda wild, a peace sign, a smile | |
| How do I respond to the phrase, " I love you Will!"? | |
| Kinda heavy when | |
| I hear it, | |
| I' d be like damn for real? | |
| In a way it make me wanna stay strong and moral | |
| But history say | |
| I could be gone tomorrow | |
| And though my future looks floral | |
| I feel like | |
| I' m hoping for much pain | |
| When people stop shouting my name | |
| And doubting my game and liking others better than me | |
| Writing letters to him instead of letters to me | |
| A veteran | |
| B, I know the game, but do me this here | |
| In your heart be clear before you bless my ear, come on | |
| Could you love me in the shack in a shanty town? | |
| Could you love me if my pants was hand me downs? | |
| Could you love me if my wrist ain' t bling? | |
| If I wasn' t on | |
| TV and I ain' t sing, huh? | |
| Could you love me if my whip wasn' t chrome fitted? | |
| Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? | |
| Could you love me if wrist ain' t bling? | |
| If I wasn' t on | |
| TV and I ain' t sing, huh? | |
| I pray before | |
| I sit with a pen and a pad | |
| A birth of a thought occurs and it calls me dad | |
| To the universe an idea released from me | |
| Just a CD, nah man, a piece of me | |
| What you can' t see is that when you be dancing | |
| BAs I asked you a question, that' s how you answer me | |
| So when you don' t dance, it' ll be like | |
| I' m choking from cancer | |
| Like I wrote rancid rhymes, | |
| I can' t survive | |
| Sure, I rationalize like, oh, | |
| I seeBut if you don' t like my cut, it' s like you don' t like me | |
| Some stuff works, some works not so well | |
| It' s like you works like hell, still get hurt like hell | |
| Yo, it could tear you apart but don' t let your wins go to your head | |
| Your losses go to your heart | |
| And if we ever get the pleasure to meet, be clever with it | |
| Please measure what you yell in the street, come on | |
| Could you love me in the shack in a shanty town? | |
| Could you love me if my pants was hand me downs? | |
| Could you love me if my wrist ain' t bling? | |
| If I wasn' t on | |
| TV and I ain' t sing, huh? | |
| Could you love me if my whip wasn' t chrome fitted? | |
| Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? | |
| Could you love me if wrist ain' t bling? | |
| If I wasn' t on | |
| TV and I ain' t sing, huh? | |
| Could you? |
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