Nuttin' But Love

I got nothing but love for you, baby {Uh-huh}

I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever}

I got nothing but love for you, baby {What you got?}

I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever} (What's yours is mine)

I got nothing but love for you, baby {Uh-huh} (What's mine is mine)

I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever} (What's yours is mine)

I got nothing but love for you, baby {What ya got} (What's mine is mine)

I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever} (What's yours is mine)

I got nothing but love for you, baby {Uh-huh} (What's mine is mine)

I got nothing but love for you, honey {Yeah, whatever}

I know you want lots a jewels and stuff

Backyards with swimming pools, bar with stools and stuff

Fancy foods, Lobster, Sushi

Gear, Versace, Gucci, crazy Lucci

I know your M.O., you do demo on a paycheck

You get hair from the barber, show him no respect

Middle name "Price Tag", first name "Got You"

Start a scope, got on a roll, now they can't stop you

Talking about "hey Boo, how you do

Some clown uptown said you ran through his crew

I give you props and credit cause it's due

But I ain't that clown, and my crew ain't that crew

Time's too hard to be faking like I'm dating on some steak

And.. wining and dining, I ain't choking on no chicken

Leave it up to me I'll close the whole damn store on you

I got nothing but love for you (What's yours is mine)

I'm not your H-E-L-P, but I'm your H-E-A-V-Y DASH-D

Don't test me, don't ask me for nothing

For nathins, for just, for doodle lee squat, you can do me not

You plan on plot on who be hot and trying to hit the slot

I know your low pro style, your low whole pro vibe

Kick a bother in the gut and then you smile

I must admit; I really dig your operation

Every time we on the phone, you got the sexy conversation

So now you hope to be the woman of my dream

And while I'm sleeping, you'll be creeping, robbing me clean

I see you hanging on the corners with the rest of your girl crew

Standing by the gutter with your booty cutters

Said who's the honey dip, down with the money grip

Always got a plan and a scam to get some money quick

Always get with the next man, the one with the checks

And setting up a trap with the sexing (What's yours is mine)

From the brother, from the brother, this the champion -

You give me feelings like I'm dealing with a crooked hand

You got a grand from a man cause you shook his hand

You're well known in the streets, in the gutters

So fly, when you caught my eye, you made me stutter

You come around with your curls and your pretty pearls

You even been around the world, so you go, girl

But where's the love at? tell me where's the hugs at?

Acting like a Rugrat, I know where you bought that

Don't try to gas me, girl, I know the streets well

You're money hungry and you're making trick-n-treats sell

So leave it up to me, I'll close the whole damn store on you

I got nothing but love for you (What's yours is mine)

[Chorus - until fade]