Loungin (Who Do Ya Luv)

歌詞

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 (chorus)-Total Who do you love (i wanna lounge wit you) Are you for sure (i do what i gotta do) repeat... 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 (chorus) 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 (chorus)