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My Love

[Intro: Juelz Santana]

For lovin me girl

Just want to thank you

Look at what you can do man

Free I like this shit right here man

Girl see'mon

Let's do it like this

Santana's so focused on you

Come holla at a boy that's focused on you

[Juelz Santana]

Shorty I ain't tryin to give you the run around

I'm just tryin to come get you a run around

Skip through a couple towns

Maybe skip through a couple rounds

If your man act dumb I'ma shut him down

I'm sorta a long distance brother

Long checks,long chips, long dick and rubber

Come roll with a pimp or gangsta

Hustler by nature

Trust that I'll take ya

I'll show you the rules and perimeters

Show you how to move with the ooze how to handle it

Show you how to cut loose soon as we scramble it

On the block as soon as the moon it be scramblin'

And you can be my down ass bitch

Yeah baby that's for sure

I'm a show you how package raw

How to snap it on

How to take trips with the package on

How to go and come back with the package gone

Just stacks of cash beyond

[Chorus: Juelz + Freeway]

And ya'll nigaz betta cuff ya girls

'cause Santana and Free is runnin up the girls (Yeah)

No game just fuck your girls

Pollute her mind and corrupt the world? (Yeah)

Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake (Yeah)

Hit a city, hit a town, hit a state (Yeah)

Every ghetto every hood we there

Heavy metal in a Roc-A-Wear

[Freeway]

I been there every ghetto all around the world

I've put that rock shit around ya girl and take down nigga

I take pounds nigga, matter fact I take pounds to chicks

Give 'em train tickets across the border

Is you going or what? Can you go bring back my packages that you joined to her

Get in positions with my sqaud

That's like ironic, you wit me then the venential driver

I'll have you drive me to E-way and stuff, stuff in out tronics

I need a woman to bake, cook pies in the winter then diet, give her the weight

She'll have pounds in the summer, I like Roc-A-Wear Miss Wear

Thick hair, Chick there, Fat Ass, Sick Pair

When we travel to Orlando when we get there, Shit yeah

Bialingal always slang, Across the border diamond yang

Put in orders, Even though we just came to hang

Then we take it where we left there heck yea

I need more then a woman cause it's more then you think here

Bank here, Who rank down here? And I'm more then a rapper

Cause it's more then these rhymes here, Poss here

Hold Nas down here Holla

[Chorus]

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