What's Luv?

Put the fuckin' mic on

Mic is on

Joe Crack the Don uh

Yeah, Yeah, y'all

Irv Gotti

Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad

It should be about us

Be about trust

What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it babe)

What's love?

It's about us (It's about us)

It's about trust babe (Be about trust)

What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it babe)

What's love?

It should be about us (It should be about us)

It should be about trust babe (Be about trust)

Slow down baby

Let you know from the gate I don't go down lady

I wanna chick with thick hips that licks her lips

She can be the office type or like to strip

Girl you get me aroused how you look in my eye

But you talk too much man your ruinin' my high

Don't wanna lose the feelin'

Cause the roof is chillin'

It's on fire and you lookin' good for the gettin'

I'm rida

Whether in a hoodie or a linen I'm a provider

You should see the jewelery on my women

And I'm livin' it up

The squad stay feelin' the truck

With Chicks that's willin' to triz with us uh

You say you got a man and you're in love

But what's love gotta do with a little menage

After the party just me and you

Could just slide for a few and she could come too

Mami I know you got issues

You got a man but you need to understand

That you got something with you

Ass is fat, frame is little

Tattoo on your chest with his name in the middle

Uh, I'm not a hater I just crush a lot

And the way you shake your booty I don't want you to stop

You Need to come a little closer (closer)

And let me put you under my arm like a Don is supposed to

Please believe, you leave with me

We'd be freakin' all night like we was on E

You need to trust the god and jump in the car

For a little hard 8 at the Taj Mahal

Yo I stroll in the club with my hat down

Michael Jack style, high steppin' who the mack now?

Not my fault that they love the kid

Might be the chain or the whip, I don't know what it is

We just party and bullshit

Come on mommy put your body in motion

You gotta nigga open

You came here with the heart to cheat

So you need to sing the song with me

All my ladies come on

When I look in your eyes there's no stopin' me

I want the Don Joey Crack on top of me (Uh-huh)

Don't want your stacks (Yeah)

Just break my back (Uh)

Gonna cut you no slack (Whoo)

'Cause I'm on it like that (Uh, come on)

Come on (Yeah, Yeah, y'all) and put it on me (Yeah, yeah y'all)

On me (I'm put it on ya girl)