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(feat. Mariah Carey) Let's go, uh huh.. K-i-s-s- me... Uh and i just wanna make... Love, love, love ... Ya, i love it when u say... K-i-s-s me... Uh and i just wanna make... Love, love, love... A yo.. the crib got ur friends working We travel to france for french curtains You was there when i was on the bench hurtin Now that i own my team Its only right that i condone my queen Try to show her my dream And i cant let her get lost now She carrys the money, the hammer, and material across town And understand she fine Understand she mine She understand the grind Cooks,clean, and irons And whatever shes wanna push imma cosign And if i aint got it already than imma go find it .. SongtexteI guess imma lucky don, and shes a lucky queen Cuz her jewerly box look likes lucky charms All color stones And she no that im in the hood But she also nows that im coming home Mr. raspy tho i was in love with money Till the first time we getting nasty K-i-s-s- me And i just wanna make Love, love, love I love it when u say K-i-s-s me And i just wanna make Love, love, love Uh yo, Whatever the road to paradise is we on it Gave you your income tax checks so i can get on with Those were the days these are the times You held me down with nearly damn near everything even my rhymes I will play a song for you And you will let me know exactly how the ladies will respond from a womens point of view And thats why my girl is with me I love it when she layin in the bed with a pearl long vickie The next best thing to a soldier Go hard with a fat ass and a head full of rollers Just look in her eyes and tell she's real Just imagine the way she smell and the way she feel The sex was crazy then and crazy still And you know im from the streets so its crazy ill And we waiten on the new island We been to all them 4, 5 times come on mommy u whilin K-i-s-s- me And i just wanna make Love, love, love I love it when u say K-i-s-s me And i just wanna make Love, love, love When things was ruff only person i could call was u Now everything i do i do it all 4 u Come touch me, come kiss me, come love me neway u wanna boy N im hood as long as im close to u N we doing wut grown folks is suppose to do Come hold me, come feel me, come take me anyway u wanna baby A yo the money is great but what we got is more better We got the four letters when it comes from the heart its more pleasure And for the fact that u trust me still Thus far i appreciate what we build All the minks that i bought u That dragged the floor and all the night u sat up And bagged the roar Damn im thinking that u gotta hate it but yet and still u tolerate It thats y ma we gotta make it K-i-s-s- me Ya and i just wanna make Love, love, love Ya uh, i love it when u say K-i-s-s me Uh and i just wanna make Love, love, love Aus Songtexte Mania