is lovin' (Good lovin') Good lookin', baby (Good lovin') Good lovin' Good lovin' Good lovin' All I need is lovin' (Good lovin') All I want is lovin' (Good lovin') Lovin
, I'll put it in your palm Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms Fuck your love songs [Chorus] [Proof] Just bring who you gon' bring on, who
brothers always get easy fuckin' But I ain't mad, at all of his cutie head lovin' And all his playin hard to get was worth tryin' to get my lovin He
Feel so good I feel so fine Love that little lady always on my mind Gives me lovin' every night and day Never gonna leave her, never goin' away Someone
gun, I'll put it in your palm Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms Fuck your love songs [Chorus] [Proof] Just bring who you gon' bring on, who
I'll never leave Just keep lovin' me The way I love you loving me And I know you love me Love me for who I am Cause years before I became who I am Baby
spinnin, with wood grain glistenin Any amount we sippin, passion for thugs livin Free, fresh and out of prison Flexin that new edition Good grain gettin, shit and lovin
crowd but I'm lovin that crowd participation So bring a friend if you feel her, leave her hung if she hatin [Chorus] [Lloyd] Cause everywhere I go, people wanna know, who
the streets and soon you open up that package You know it's lookin at you like Umm, I know you're lovin what you see Who do it big as me? (hey!) Not
boss gonna get beat on She aint got no man, Aint got no woman, Who there to cheat on? Can I get it? (Chorus: Girl) You can get this lovin Its nothing
white bitches sayin its a black thing Cause I leave that hoe with no dough And plenty back pain Chorus Bitches who get props Cause they know who
harder, than you've ever fought before cause what you've got goin on inside you is a war between good and evil, be careful of those who wanna be you
J Just a little story about last Christmas About some bad kids who were full of wishes We gave some gifts and then we gave some lovin The weird kind
and I’m through(whaddup cube? ) Hug my crew, and maybe shed a tear or two And I wanna get blitz Grab my 40 ounce and then I reminisce About a brother who
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
to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good. Yes get all your fancy clothes. Sneaker's looking Fresh to Def I'm lovin those Shell Toes. Walkin that
like, don't feel like) I don't feel like loving you, don't feel like loving you (lovin' you) You gotta forgive me I know it might sound crazy (oh it hurts, no), but who
now, baby Come on! Who that is? what it say? Who that is? what it say? Who that is? what it say? What it look like? What it look like, baby? Who that
