How you doin miss? My name is L I'm from Queens
 I heard about your man he like to lace you wit cream
 Dolce Gabbana  Mo ski no wit Donna jeans
 But he slipped up  and threw his rock to a fiend
 He be playin like a Willie cause he dress ya  duh
 Neva knowin' that his woman is in need of love
 You got Versace gold link stomach chains wit rocks
 Official hair style but you stuck up in the spot
 Makin love,duke is weak then he fallin asleep
 You on the phone wit your old peeps dyin' to creep 'tween my sheets
 So what you got Chanel on your feet
 Hot sex on a platter makes the mission complete, uh

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 Who do you love (i wanna lounge wit you)
 Are you for sure (i do what i gotta do)
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 Jew-als and Cristal gotta mack a phony style
 He ain't watchin you he rather watch his money pile
 Can't protect treasures when its in a glass house
 Soon as he turn the corner I'ma turn this out
 Full blown, frontin' in the 6 wit the chrome
 yo B, why you leave your honey all alone wit me
 Just because you blessed wit cash
 Doesnt mean your honey wont let me finesse this..
 So see the moral of the story is a woman need love
 The kind you so-called playas never dreamed of
 You gotta try love,can't buy love
 If you play your hand then it's bye-bye love

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 Who do you love...are you..for..sure(repeat)

 So what you got the cash flow and escro, damn
 But your honey ran away like busto-alakazam
 Man made the money,money never made the man
 You still fakin jax throwin rocks on her hand
 See,you put your mack down now you need no brown
 Rck roller wit' so much ice your cap's polar
 I got em smokin' beanies bottlin bikinis
 Pushin ya whip on the fareway to see me
 I keep it steamy, I make it burn when it's my turn
 Teachin shorty all the tools that you neva learned
 Don't get it twisted,gettin money aint wrong
 But she wanna make love all night long, I'm gone

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