Hold up, hold up, check my linguistics
Let me break it down to ya! Afrolistic!
I ain´t down with the love stuff kid,
Nothing but trouble, jet on double
See ya got a habit, of keeping the brother broke
I ain´t the one, why? Cuz I´m locked
Pack your bags, and put down the platter
You wanna chill with me cuz my pockets got fatter
You want din-din, drive a new Benz then
Suck me dry and spit me out again
Romancin´, dancin´ and a fur coat
Ah, ah, I don´t play these jokes.
You can´t fade me, run me through the maze
I know about women and the mystic ways.
And my cash flow, you can´t stop it.
Give up the props to the underground prophet.

Give me all your love
I want everything, I can´t let go
Give me all your love
If you ain´t my friend, you´ll be my foe

Love ah...
Give me all...

Back again, I guess you didn´t listen
Open your eyes, homegirl, because you´re missing
The simple fact that a bank can get you stuck
Caught between the wall and a mac truck
All for the taking, not to be took
1-8-7 on the pocketbook
Violations, grounds for terminations
Mo´money, Mo´money, is what I´m facin´.
I paid the price before, now I´m through with it
Don´t even front on me, because you did it
Instead of love, it´s a business proposition
So I broke on out on a new mission
If you would´ve been straight from the get go
Then you would not have to leave through the back door
One strike is what you get, later,
See ya, and I wouldn´t wanna be ya!

Ah, I don´t play these jokes

Question : what is love?
Answer : the same as hate if your not careful

I want your love
Give me your love