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What's Luv? [feat. Fat Joe]
Fat Joe:
Put the fuckin' mic on
Mic is on
Joe Crack the Don uh
Yeah, Yeah, Y'All
Irv Gotti
Ashanti:
What's love?
Fat Joe:
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be about us
Be about trust
Chorus: Ashanti (Ja Rule) {Fat Joe}
What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it babe) {Yeah, Yeah, Y'All}
What's love?
It's about us {It's about us}
It's about trust babe {Be about trust}
What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it babe) {Yeah, Yeah, Uh}
What's love?
It should be about us {It should be about us}
It should be about trust babe {Be about trust}
What's love?
Verse 1: Fat Joe
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, woo, yeah, slow down baby
Let you know from the gate I don't go down lady
I wanna chick with thick hips
That licks her lips
She can be the office type or like to strip
Girl you get me aroused how you look in my eye
But you talk to much man your ruinin' my high
Don't wanna lose the feelin'
Cause the roof is chillin'
It's on fire & you lookin'
Good for the gettin'
I'm rida
Other in a hoodie or a linner I'ma provider
You should see the jewelery on my women
& I'm livin' it up
The squad stay feelin' the truck
With Chicks that's willin' to triz with us uh
You say you gotta man & your in love
But what's love
Gotta do with a little menage
After the party
Just me & you
Could just slide for a few
& she could come too
That's love!
Chorus
Verse 2: Fat Joe
Yeah, uh, yeah, yo, mommy, I know you got issues
You gotta man
But you need to understand
That you got something with you
Ass is fat, frame is little
Tattoo in your chest with his name in the middle
Uh, I'm not a hater I just crush a lot
& the way you shake your booty I don't want you to stop
You Need to come a little closer (You need to come a little closer)
& let me put you under my arm like a Don is supposed ta (Like a Don
is supposed ta)
Please believe
You leave with me
We'd be freakin' all night like we was on E
You need to trust the god & jump in the car
For a little hard 8 at the Taj Mahal
What's love?
Chorus
Verse 3: Fat Joe, Ashanti
Yeah, uh, yo, I stroll in the club with my hat down
Michael Jack style
Hot 7 who the mack now?
Not my fault cause they love the kid
Ma be the chain or the whip
I don't know what it is
We just party & bullshit
Come on mommy put your body in motion
You gotta nigga open
You came here with the heart to cheat
So you need to sing the song with me
All my ladies come on
Ashanti (Fat Joe)
When I look in your eyes there's no stopin' me
I want the Don Joey Crack on top of me (Uh-huh)
Don't want your stacks (Yeah)
Just break my back (Uh)
Gonna cut you no sack (Whoo)
Cause I'm on it like that (Uh, Come On)
Come on (Yeah, Yeah, Y'All) & put it (Yeah, Yeah, Y'All) on me (Put
it on ya Girl) on me (I'm put it on ya Girl)
Ja Rule, Vita, Ashanti, Charlie Baltimore
"Down 4 U"
New...
Ja Rule, Vita, Charlie Baltimore, Ashanti...
Fat Joe, All Murder Inc...
Irv Gotti, Chris, TNT...
Whaaaat...
[Chorus:]
I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down for you
( Do ya trust me? ) Yeah
( Love me? ) Yeah
( You're puttin' it on me Ya must be )
Ya down ass chick
I wanna be your chick
( It ain't only for the RULE baby )
I ride for u, Down for u
Do anything ya want me to
I be ya down ass chick
[Ja Rule:]
This chick no intentions of bein' offensive
The women by callin ya'll bitches
My down ass bitches
Still my queen bitch's cut look clean
On ya finger next to the finger ya flipped at me
And this no in between me and you
Only me and you
Who else gon' put it on me like the RULE
God only looks after children and foo's
And you not so who gon' look after you
It's RULE baby
[Vita:]
True baby
It's only for you baby
Vita thighs only divide if you beside
Cuz I love the way you touch me
Nobody can get it
And if it's comin' and gunnin'
Just come in it and spit it
So when ya gone for a minute
I just fantasize like if it's you It's all in it
Then I'm satisfied til' you come back to me
Holdin stack and jewels
V-i-t-a and my nigga J-a RULE baby
[Chorus]
[Ashanti:]
I'm gonna be here when ya need
RULE baby can always count on me
No you don't ever have to worry
You know I'll make it in a hurry
I'm here for ya
And I wont never leave tears for ya
Cuz boy ya got to me
Nobody ever come before me
You'll always be my one and only
[Ja Rule (Ashanti):]
Babygirl would ya bust ya gun with me? ( Yeah yeah )
Lie to the feds to come get me? ( Yeah Yeah )
And if I died Kill for me? ( Yeah Yeah )
Are you trustin me? ( Yeah Yeah )
Are you lovin me? ( Yeah Yeah Yeah )
Yeah let's get it grinnin
Like we asked for the Simpsons or Ike and Anna Mehoe
On one their good days
You smile like sun rays 5'5 with brown eyes and thick legs
Only for the RULE baby
[Chorus]
[Charlie Baltimore:]
Now baby I told you I can show you better than I can tell you
Don't try to bring conversey and mail
Just sweet words and naked photos
I'm still that pretty down down ass 2 cars behind ya 6
And I diss any clown ass rockin my brown ass only a down ass
And it's all for you
I'm grown a tad bit since we been at like rare bitches
To move a little bumper and it's
([Ja Rule:] AND IT'S ALL FOR RULE )
Shit Who gon' love you like that?
Thug with you wit a stack to the ceilin
And spilt in the dub with you
Cuz I played my position with KO-D's, O G's
Until that blood shed blood red and we O-Ded
Remember every word that ya told me
([Ja Rule:] SHOWED ME HOLD ME )
All you need in your life is Chuck, drugs, and dubs on 22's
Now tell me who the hunny for you
CHUCK
[Chorus x2]
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