. That's how love is! That's how love's supposed to be! That's how love is! Well, I know they'll take it from me! That's how love is! That's how love'
a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops Kuniva: Let's see how many of your men loyal, When i
5, how cute is your size That new, cute mubble, get you horses to drive I paint that picture, cause ain't no nigga Like the one you get from, Mike holla [Michael Jackson
love I want you back But I can't grab that far It's how it is When you're living like a star, bad boy Come on, let's go [MJ] When I had you to myself
now, one shot deal Keep it tight, and this is how we steal It's that real, it's that new How we come thru Mr. Sexy keep hot with us Let's go get it,
leave the club in the Cadillac (Sunroof top, diamond in the back) Yeah, that's how I wanna roll So who wants to go with me 'cause that is where it's
I'm saving it for business You got a lovely wife I got a bunch of women Cause that's just part of live And this is part of livin' x5 That's just part
gotta man But she's not alone Miss. Independent Here she got her own Hey gorgeous Um, I mean flawless Well, that's what your are How I see it is how
brain Motherfuckers is noddin' and throwin' up, you know that You don't wanna owe that man He'll hit you, get the picture? Kodak man Gotta, love for
Love, one of Prince's aborted doves, a Jackson glove, A blow up Peter Max pillow of Love, a diamond rug, or somethin worth more than all that stuff: A cup that
still slip on the rubba's why is'nt the bitches sensitive lova's we keep these bitches flyyy-we keep em' on the cova's niggas is humble this is our label
whip you in Starsky bring home the dough now the show is over (It's over) It's over? (It's over) It's over? [Lord Superb] Timberland, crack snorkels,
brain Muh'fukas is noddin' and throwin' up, you know that You don't wanna owe that man He'll hit you, get the picture? Kodak man Gotta, love for war,
the FBI 'Cuz that killa with the shank to ya neck be I I'm quick to bag the diamonds, snag in I love Batman, but Robin's a faggot
in your pockets while you chill, here's a towel, plus your Massengil That's word like Pete Rock's, let's freshen up that funk box I pump like diesel fuel