your body, tonight I ain't leavin' this pub without your love Your love, your love, your love, your love, your love All I really want is your love Oh
love I want ur love girl it aint da same if I aint got ur love ur love ur love ur love ur love all I want is yu baby all I want is yu baby all I
your love I want your love Girl it ain't the same if I ain't got your love Your love, your love, your love, your love, all I want is you baby, all I want
need your love, I want your love Girl it ain't the same if I ain't got your love [Chorus] Your love, your love, your love, your love, all I want is you
round your neck, poke your chest out and bounce, nigga From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigga Got twenties on your whip, poke your
in the game I'm a ducht taper I'ma a young money maker, fuck these hoez I can't be no faker, I play wit my nose And out your yay, I'll rape ya But on
one and only not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie there ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no I'm on that doggy style shit, man i don't love
on kill yourself (I'm going be good to you) Go on to the bathroom, open the cabinet, and eat the pills [Lloyd Banks:] She loves you when your paper thick It looks like your
money counter cause it wasn't fast enough, yep I got a couple problems (word) and none of 'em is money Just those that love me to pretend to love me
nobody violates the Don I write your name on a piece of paper, now your family's gone Why perpetrate like you can handle my team? So merciless that my attack'll take command of your
made you a man again and now you let tha fear put your ass in a place complicated to escape It's a fools fate without your word your a shell of a
: [2Pac] A military mind nigga A military mind mean money A criminal grind nigga A criminal grind mean hustle You know [Chorus: 2Pac (repeat 2
you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie Move close and let me whisper, some dirty words in your ears as I kiss ya, on every curve Slow down baby
Bronco lay, they tried to cock me, but them can't gun store When a batty bwoy do it from the mob Ahh, pull up your pants then you screw an left squad
nigga 50 shot my brother I'm a find that nigga We don't see his punk ass unless he on TV Yeah he did my brother dirty but he don't wanna see me Member
baby (baby) [Verse 3: 50 Cent] I been feelin i had to teach lessons to slow learners Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner I dont fight fair, I'm dirty-dirty
