What's Love Got To Do With It (Explicit)

What's Love Got To Do With It (Explicit) - Warren G/Adina Howard

What's love got to do

Warren G rap for me yeah-eah yeah mm mm

When G-dog the hog come up in the place

There's dollar signs in your eyes and a smile in your face

You wanna live fat all for my sack

You got more drag than a low lo-do cut the act

'Cause back before '92 and '93

You didn't give a damn about Warren G

But now that I'm slingin' platinum LP's

All of a sudden you on my N U T's

Ain't nothin' you can do to make it stop

'Cause money makes the world go 'round and the panties drop

I ain't in love though I don't need the pressure

I just wanna dig it like I'm diggin' for treasure

Some of y'all had a good thing that you couldn't keep

Thought you was TLC you had to creep

You say you had love I said you need to quit

It's all about the dough so what's love got to do with it

What's love got to do got to do with it (that's right)

What's love if you don't respect the game (uh-huh)

What's love got to do got to do with it

If you lack in this game it's a shame you won't make it

Now I'm the type of brother that's down for mines

Before I made beats I was down to grind

Back then every single homey had my back

Now they're peepin' my stack and they're talkin' bout jack

But I'm the same brother day in and day out

And I'm-a stay that way until the day I lay out in a casket

It's drastic 'cause homies is plastic

Break 'em off some bread they want the whole damn basket

If you's a true homey you would wish me well

Not plot to see a brother fell jealous as hell

We used to get the same riches

Now your trigger-finger got the itches schemin' on my riches

Which is not a suprise my eyes peep game

211's 187's it's all the same

It's all a shame homies'd jack you for your grip

Ain't no love involved because it's all about the chips

What's love got to do got to do with it (that's right)

What's love if you don't respect the game (uh-huh)

What's love got to do got to do with it

If you lack in this game it's a shame you won't make it

Now for these labels tellin' fables

Makin' the messed-up deals under the tables

You think that you smart but fool I'm the smartest

You can't make no money if you can't keep an artist

Sign the dotted line put 'em on the shelf

Break 'em off some crumbs keep the rest for yourself

I know how it goes treat an artist like you know

Fly cars gold clothes but no dough

Since it's all business I'm-a handle mine

Keep track of my stack down to the very last dime

'Cause in this rap game it's all about the buck

You bend over for the label and you will get bucked

Like how we run up in the skirt and then you're through

The record label do the same thing to you

90% business 10% show

Ain't no love in this game 'cause it's all about the dough

What's love got to do got to do with it (that's right)

What's love if you don't respect the game (uh-huh)

What's love got to do got to do with it

If you lack in this game it's a shame you won't make it

What's love got to do got to do with it (that's right)

What's love if you don't respect the game (uh-huh)

What's love got to do got to do with it

If you lack in this game it's a shame you won't make it

What's love got to do got to do with it (that's right)

What's love if you don't respect the game (uh-huh)

What's love got to do got to do with it

If you lack in this game it's a shame you won't make it