Fat Joe:
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Put the fuckin' mic on
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Mic is on
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Joe Crack the Don uh
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Yeah, Yeah, Y'All
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Irv Gotti
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Ashanti:
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What's love?
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Fat Joe:
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Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
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It should be about us
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Be about trust
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Chorus: Ashanti (Ja Rule) {Fat Joe}
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What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it babe) {Yeah, Yeah, Y'All}
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What's love?
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It's about us {It's about us}
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It's about trust babe {Be about trust}
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What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it babe) {Yeah, Yeah, Uh}
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What's love?
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It should be about us {It should be about us}
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It should be about trust babe {Be about trust}
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What's love?
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Verse 1: Fat Joe
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Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, woo, yeah, slow down baby
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Let you know from the gate I don't go down lady
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I wanna chick with thick hips
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That licks her lips
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She can be the office type or like to strip
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Girl you get me aroused how you look in my eye
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But you talk to much man your ruinin' my high
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Don't wanna lose the feelin'
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Cause the roof is chillin'
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It's on fire & you lookin'
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Good for the gettin'
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I'm rida
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Other in a hoodie or a linner I'ma provider
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You should see the jewelry on my women
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& I'm livin' it up
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The squad stay feelin' the truck
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With Chicks that's willin' to triz with us uh
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You say you gotta man & your in love
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But what's love
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Gotta do with a little menage
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After the party
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Just me & you
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Could just slide for a few
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& she could come too
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That's love!
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Chorus
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Verse 2: Fat Joe
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Yeah, uh, yeah, yo, mommy, I know you got issues
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You gotta man
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But you need to understand
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That you got something with you
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Ass is fat, frame is little
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Tattoo in your chest with his name in the middle
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Uh, I'm not a hater I just crush a lot
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& the way you shake your booty I don't want you to stop
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You Need to come a little closer (You need to come a little closer)
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& let me put you under my arm like a Don is supposed ta (Like a Don is supposed
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ta)
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Please believe
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You leave with me
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We'd be freakin' all night like we was on E
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You need to trust the god & jump in the car
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For a little hard 8 at the Taj Mahal
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What's love?
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Chorus
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Verse 3: Fat Joe, Ashanti
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Yeah, uh, yo, I stroll in the club with my hat down
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Michael Jack style
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Hot 7 who the mack now?
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Not my fault cause they love the kid
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Might be the chain or the whip
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I don't know what it is
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We just party & bullshit
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Come on mommy put your body in motion
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You gotta nigga open
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You came here with the heart to cheat
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So you need to sing the song with me
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All my ladies come on
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When I look in your eyes there's no stopin' me
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I want the Don Joey Crack on top of me (Uh-huh)
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Don't want your stacks (Yeah)
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Just break my back (Uh)
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Gonna cut u no slack (Whoo)
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Cause I on it like that (Uh, Come on)
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Come on (Yeah, Yeah, Y'All) & put it (Yeah, Yeah, Y'All) all on me (Put it on ya
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Girl) on me (I'm put it on ya Girl)
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Chorus 2 Times
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What's Luv? (Fat Joe)
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| Ashanti |
