LL Cool J LL Cool J feat. Total - Loungin (remix) Lyrics

Its a Queens thing, babe
Who do you love?
Oh, oh, rock on...

How you doin Miss? My name is L, Im from Queens
I heard about your man he like to lace you with cream
Dolce Cabana, mo-skee-no with Donna jeans
But it slipped-a and threw his rock down fiend
He be playin like a w____ cuz he dress ya
Duh, neva knowin that his woman is
In need of love, you got Versace gold link
Stomach chains with rocks, official hair style
But you stuck up in the spot, makin love,
Duke is weak then he fallin asleep
You on the phone with your old peeps dyin to creep
tween my sheets, so what you got
Chanel on your feet, hot s__ on a platter
Makes the mission complete, uh

1-Who do you love?
Are you for sure?

Jew-als and crystale gotta mack a phony style
He aint watchin you he rather watch his money pile
Cant protect treasures when its in a glass house
Soon as he turn the corner Im turn this out
Full blown, frontin in the 6 wit the chrome yo B
Why you leave your honey all alone with me
Just because you blessed with cash
Doesnt mean your honey wont let me finesse this
So, see the moral of the story is a woman need love
The kind you so-called playas never dreamed of
You gotta try love, cant buy love, if you play your
Hand then its bye-bye love

So what you got the cash flow and escro, d___
But your honey ran away like busto-alakazam
Man made the money, money never made the man
You still fake a tax throwin rocks on her hand
See, you put your mack down now you need no
Brown rock roller wit so much ice your caps polar
I got them smokin beanies bottle in bikinis
Pushin ya whip on the fairway to see me
I keep it steamy, I make it burn when its my turn
Teachin shorty all the tools that you never learned
Dont get it twisted, gettin money aint wrong
But she wanna make love all night long, Im gone