Lyrics:
Chasin' your love, baby Chasin' your motherfuckin' love, baby
Chasin' your love, baby Chasin' your love
Stay by my side and I'll show you some more look in
I love this way of life
I can never get enough
I got that Duramax power
Rollin coal out by the hour
And I keep these yuppies sour
Cause I'm
ya'll by my records
Them same ones that be talkin' 'bout I'm dirty
Be buyin' my shit and hidin' it
Why all di dutty nigga them sit around and judge
ya'll by my records
Them same ones that be talkin' 'bout I'm dirty
Be buyin' my s*** and hidin' it
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim]
Why all di dutty n**** dem
give you my all and you can still go do me dirty
It's hard to love when all you around is nun but hate
Even harder to trust when you surrounded by all
I been by your side for the longest time
Can't you see I love you girl
I've been by your side for the longest time
Ain't that proof I love you, girl
thighs, pretty eyes caught me by surprise
didn't I meet you before last time I was high I got
my gators on it's 3 o'clock and the haters gone so
tell the dj
don't already know
Or Mom doesn't already know
And yet you stay with her
Baal, take off the tape
But Rand, I love her
She stuck by me while I was serving
yeah
Sweet love
Yeah
I just looking sweet love
Yeah yeah
It’s a big world for the both us
Hold up
Lil baby got my show up
Right down lookin dirty gotta
and got that twist
The kind of love you can't resist
At seventeen
Now sloppy shirt, old blue jeans
Dirty shoes by all means
Patch of blonde, peroxide
the whole time he's gone
And the next, next time my baby leaves, ohh
I gotta have a part time love, ohh
Talking about the kind of love
Wash my dirty
U see me dirty dats the hustle man
See I dey hustle make u know my name
Nigga tell me say I don come to steal der place
But to be clear everybody
really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t
peeped maturity
And pimped my soul for loyalty
I got dumped by my love
In the same room where Malia Obama
Had her first kiss
It was with him
His friends
name Nirvani don't play with me
My name Nirvani don't play with me
Cus I got some snipers they right by my side
Gun by my hip I'm in love with my nine
I
remember when we was blind to it
Now everyday I'm reminded by it
Funny how we made vows
And we didn't seem to stand by it
Funny how we fall in love
And then
a minute
But girl yeah you caught me by surprise, together we harmonise
Girl you got it in your genes and I ain't talking Levi's, said
I give you love, girl
get by
Long as they gon' pay me in advance, I'm fine
My lil' nigga got that 30 in his pants
I'm fine
She told me she love a trap nigga gettin' fly
yea
(Love Talks Love Talks)
Aye
Tell it how it is
(Hook)
We both laying down in a bed full of tears/
Hopin that the phone ring, phone by our ear/
their words, day by day
You know why 'cause I love you
Oh, we yes and I just can't stop
And I need you
All the way to the top
Love you with
want to love you (all night long)
I want to be with you (all night long)
Your mind is dirty but your hands are clean
You're short of class but your
want to love you (all night long)
I want to be with you (all night long)
Your mind is dirty but your hands are clean
You're short of class but your
broken? I'll do my best to fix it
Standin' by the station, I'm waitin'
Hate the way I'm changing, It's blatant
Fade away to nothing, I love it
Used
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
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