My Love (Remix) (Album Version|Explicit|Remix|Explicit)

My Love (Album Version|Explicit|Remix) - Juelz Santana/Jimmy Jones

Written by：Def Jam Recordings/Roc-A-Fella Records/Diplomat Records

For lovin' me girl

Just wanna thank you

Look at what you can do man

I like this sh*t right here man

Girl c'mon

Let's do it like this

Santana's so focused on you

Come holla at a boy that's focused on you

Shorty I ain't tryin' to give you the run around

I'm just tryin' to come get you a run around

Skip through a couple towns

Maybe skip through a couple rounds

If your man act dumb I'mma shut him down

I'm sorta a long distance brother

Long checks long chips long dick and rubber

Come roll with a pimp or gangsta

Hustler by nature

Trust that I'll take ya

I'll show you the rules and perimeters

Show you how to move with the ooze how to handle it

Show you how to cut loose soon as we scramble it

On the block as soon as the moon it be scramblin'

And you can be my down a**

Yeah baby that's for sure

I'm a show you how package raw

How to snap it on

How to take trips with the package on

How to go and come back with the package gone

Just stacks of cash beyond

And ya'll nigaz betta cuff ya girls

Cuz Santana and Jones is runnin' up the girls yeah

No game just f**k your girls

Pollute her mind and corrupt the world yeah

Give her pounds give her pies giver her cake

Hit a town hit a city hit a state

Every club every party we fly

Bagging b**ches every party and high

Please believe Jimmy Jizzy's the truth

Every where I go to brezies I'm true

Man they tell me that I over does it

You need to slow up you over thugging so what

But the hoes slugging in the open public

I smoke like f**k it I just roll up puffing

Now they roll up f**king

Take two totes and love it

Yeah yeah plus my b**ches swear

I'm like Richard Gere

Put them in my coup moving fast switching gears

Tell 'em missing here

Get it crystal clear

Stay crispy to the fit in every kick I wear

She was feeling my gangsta gangsta

Summer time Air One's jeans my tank top

I'm on the scene with the dice like banks stock get money man

Baby girl I'm a player with passport

Moving fast hundred grand on the black Porsche

Please love get your feet up off my dashboard

This is cash drawer we gonna crash course

Cuff ya girls

Cuz Santana and Jones is runnin' up the girls yeah

No game just f**k your girls

Pollute her mind and corrupt the world yeah

Give her pounds give her pies giver her cake

Hit a town hit a city hit a state

Every club every party we fly

Baggin' b**ches every party and high yeah