[Sean Price]
I love selling nicks at night, go home, to my son
Roll a spliff and watch Nick at Nite
I love it when my b**** cook, come home
To a hot meal, it's not real, the b**** can't cook
I love them bullets I sent you
You know what's up, I'm broke as f***, and n**** the rent due
I love my moms and the drug habit
I love a double jointed b**** up in my craft splattered
I love s*****ing n***** jewels up on the mass transit
I love busting in ya mouth, I know you can't stand it
I love it
I love it when you bob ya head to this
At the same time, giving the God head in the whip
I love it when I'm wit wifey, you say nothing
Right under her nose, I'm right under your clothes
And I love it
[Chorus 2x: Sean Price]
"All this love in my heart" In my heart y'all! (I got heartburn)
"And just enough to make 'em stop" uh-huh
"Only take us on the path" - P
"So it is on your mind" - and again
[Sean Price]
I love fist fights with brass knuckles
I love to get right with the 5th and make ya a** buckle po-po
I love mushrooms, I love to puff boom
Love living with you though it ain't much room
I love when you say my song is corny
At the same time, huggin' my nuts, the god stay h****
I love to flow, dog, tell me about it, the hoes
I love it raw dog, tell these are violets, you know?
I love Martin Luther, I love Malcolm X
Love Knotts Landing, love Falcon's Crest
I love wallabies, I love trees just as much
As I love collard greens, and cheese, b****, I love it
[Chorus 2x]
[Sean Price]
I love to punch street n*****
Rude awaken, food is taken, blun street n*****
Ya'll m************ phony, the father told me
To knock y'all n***** out, quick then Antonio Tarber
Show me ya dollar, n****, I'll show you the llama
The bullet blow throw holes through your armor, blam blam
d*** fam, you f****** with a grown a** man
Couldn't, picture my life different on Kodak cams
See, I'm on your block in a tore backed van
Jumped out with a new gun, hold that fam
Bah, Sean Price, past, present and future
Better late than never, whatever, I see you, I shoot you
I love ya
I love selling nicks at night, go home, to my son
Roll a spliff and watch Nick at Nite
I love it when my b**** cook, come home
To a hot meal, it's not real, the b**** can't cook
I love them bullets I sent you
You know what's up, I'm broke as f***, and n**** the rent due
I love my moms and the drug habit
I love a double jointed b**** up in my craft splattered
I love s*****ing n***** jewels up on the mass transit
I love busting in ya mouth, I know you can't stand it
I love it
I love it when you bob ya head to this
At the same time, giving the God head in the whip
I love it when I'm wit wifey, you say nothing
Right under her nose, I'm right under your clothes
And I love it
[Chorus 2x: Sean Price]
"All this love in my heart" In my heart y'all! (I got heartburn)
"And just enough to make 'em stop" uh-huh
"Only take us on the path" - P
"So it is on your mind" - and again
[Sean Price]
I love fist fights with brass knuckles
I love to get right with the 5th and make ya a** buckle po-po
I love mushrooms, I love to puff boom
Love living with you though it ain't much room
I love when you say my song is corny
At the same time, huggin' my nuts, the god stay h****
I love to flow, dog, tell me about it, the hoes
I love it raw dog, tell these are violets, you know?
I love Martin Luther, I love Malcolm X
Love Knotts Landing, love Falcon's Crest
I love wallabies, I love trees just as much
As I love collard greens, and cheese, b****, I love it
[Chorus 2x]
[Sean Price]
I love to punch street n*****
Rude awaken, food is taken, blun street n*****
Ya'll m************ phony, the father told me
To knock y'all n***** out, quick then Antonio Tarber
Show me ya dollar, n****, I'll show you the llama
The bullet blow throw holes through your armor, blam blam
d*** fam, you f****** with a grown a** man
Couldn't, picture my life different on Kodak cams
See, I'm on your block in a tore backed van
Jumped out with a new gun, hold that fam
Bah, Sean Price, past, present and future
Better late than never, whatever, I see you, I shoot you
I love ya