wouldn't grow without you, now I'm wiser Though that I'd be helpless without you, but I'm smarter You thought that I'd be stressed without you, but I'm chillin
Kelly, can you handle this? Michelle, can you handle this? Beyonce, can you handle this? I don't think they can handle this Better move, 'cause we've
that Charlie, how your Angels get down like that? Destiny's child, wassup? You in the house? Sure 'nuff We'll break these people off Angel style Child of destiny
Hey yeah yeah Hey yeah yeah Yeah yeah Ooh yeah It's over and done But the heartache lives on inside And who is the one you're clinging to Instead of
Remember the first day when I saw your face? Remember the first day when you smiled at me? You stepped to me and then you said to me I was the woman you
living, I'm able I'm breathing, I'm grateful To put on my happy face Woke up and realized This world's not so bad after all Looked at it through a child
Beyonce, what? Michelle, what? Look, where? Hold up, don't turn your head Just slowly turn your head Oh yes Oh yes Alright He's fine Girl, he's definitely
you were my man I know it ain't easy, easy loving me I appreciate the love and dedication from you to me Later on in my destiny I see myself having your child
I don't fancy you too much, child I don't fancy you too much I don't fancy you too much, child I don't fancy you too much You think you're cute, you think
Thank you, Lord, Hallelujah You've been so good to me Thank you, Lord, Hallelujah I'm grateful for my blessings I'm grateful for my struggles Trials
Everybody listenin' and I wanna see you dance I don't think you heard me, I wanna see you dance Get up and dance, get up and dance Get up and dance Everybody
You're holding me and I close my eyes You're whispering and I start to cry You feel so good, so beautiful For as long as you live, don't let me go Just
{Destiny's child} Yeah please dry your eyes, young girl Don't cry, you're beautiful It's not your fault, young girl Don't cry, you're beautiful You'
that Charlie, how your Angels get down like that? Destiny's Child, wassup? You in the house? Sure 'nuff We'll break these people off Angel style Child of Destiny
You's a nasty, nasty, trashy, nasty Sleazy, nasty classless, nasty Nasty put some clothes on, I told ya Don't walk out your house without your clothes
I wouldn't grow without you Now I'm wiser Though that I'd be helpless without you But I'm smarter You thought that I'd be stressed without you But I'm chillin
Traducción: Destiny's Child. Sobrevivente.
