Hold up, hold up, check my linguistics    Let me break it down to ya ! Afrolistic !    I ain't down with the love stuff kid,    Nothing but trouble, jet on double    See ya got a habit, of keeping the brother broke    I ain't the one, why ? 'cause I'm locked    Pack your bags, and put down the platter    You wanna chill with me 'cause my pockets got fatter    You want din-din, drive a new Benz then    Suck me dry and spit me out again    Romancin', dancin' and a fur coat    Ah, ah, I don't play these jokes.    You can't fade me, run me through the maze    I know about women and the mystic ways.    And my cash flow, you can't stop it.    Give up the props to the underground prophet.       Give me all your love    I want everything, I can't let go    Give me all your love    If you ain't my friend, you'll be my foe       Love ah...    Give me all...       Back again, I guess you didn't listen    Open your eyes, homegirl, because you're missing    The simple fact that a bank can get you stuck    Caught between the wall and a mac truck    All for the taking, not to be took    1-8-7 on the pocketbook    Violations, grounds for terminations    Mo'money, Mo'money, is what I'm facin'.    I paid the price before, now I'm through with it    Don't even front on me, because you did it    Instead of love, it's a business proposition    So I broke on out on a new mission    If you would've been straight from the get go    Then you would not have to leave through the back door    One strike is what you get, later,    See ya, and I wouldn't wanna be ya !       Ah, I don't play these jokes       Question : what is love ?    Answer : the same as hate if your not careful       I want your love    Give me your love