My Love

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(Intro: Juelz Santana)
 For lovin me girl
 Just wanna thank you
 Look at what you can do man
 Free I like this shit 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
 (Juelz Santana)
 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'ma 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 ass bitch
 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
 (Chorus: Juelz + Freeway)
 And ya'll nigaz betta cuff ya girls
 Cuz Santana and Free is runnin up the girls (Yeah)
 No game just fuck your girls
 But who am I to corrupt the world? (Yeah)
 Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake (Yeah)
 Hit a city, hit a town, hit a state (Yeah)
 Every ghetto every hood we there
 Every metal in a Roc-A-Wear
 (Freeway)
 I been there every ghetto all around the world
 I've put that rock shit around ya girl and take down nigga
 I take pounds nigga, matter fact I take pounds to chicks
 Give 'em train tickets across the border
 Is you going or what? Can you go bring back my packages that you joined to her
 Get in positions with my sqaud
 That's like ironic, you wit me then the venential driver
 I'll have you drive me to E-way and stuff, stuff in out tronics
 I need a woman to bake, cook pies in the winter then diet, give her the weight
 She'll have pounds in the summer, I like Roc-A-Wear Miss Wear
 Thick hair, Chick there, Fat Ass, Sick Pair
 When we travel to Orlando when we get there, Shit yeah
 Bialingal always slang, Across the border diamond yang
 Put in orders, Even though we just came to hang
 Then we take it where we left there heck yea
 I need more then a woman cause it's more then you think here
 Bank here, Who rank down here? And I'm more then a rapper
 Cause it's more then these rhymes here, Poss here
 Hold Nas down here Holla
 (Chorus)
 

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Duration
03:22
Key
10
Tempo
93 BPM

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