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# Debut Chart
3 Jul '96 Hot 100

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 Dont think about a mo-skee-no with Donna jeans But it slipped-a and threw his rock down fiend He be playin like a willy 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 sex 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


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So what you got the cash flow and escro, damn 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

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