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
all And even overseas they accepting me y'all All the ladies show me love, the thugs repping me y'all I get a lot of dirty money so respect me or fall
eating You, teach You Similar to the way the Shit Do This lose Angeles Time Niggas Get Your Issue [Chorus:] See Me What You Do? And set My heart Of Love
m chopper happy and my wrist loose Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too [Verse 8: N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
a problem Uh uh, born in California Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make a choice to see the hail lord's heaven Get your chest laid out wit the
top, born in Cali-forn-ia Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make a choice to see the hell or it's heaven Get your chest layed out wit the FM 57
got a problem Uh uh, born in California Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make a choice to see the hail lord's heaven Get your chest laid out wit
brother and a pussy surveyor Now y'all ain't heard? You better go ask your mother That your sister's being dicked by Marquis, your brother My seven bizzos
what you call that? So much love on the streets I can take a fall back My credentials is based on all facts some things you can hate on We all macks so if 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
: [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
