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One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one
When G dog the hog come up in the place There`s dollar signs in your eyez And a smile in your face You wanna live phat off of my sack You got more drag than a low lo tho, cut the act Cause back before `92 and `93 You didn`t give a damn about Warren G But now that I`m slangin` platinum LP`s All of a sudden you want my N.U.Ts Ain`t nothin` you can do to make it stop Cause money makes the world go `round And the panties drop I ain`t in love though (I ain`t in love tho) I don`t need the pressure I just wanna do ya Like I`m diggin` for treasure Some of ya`ll had a good thing, that you couldn`t keep Thought you was TLC, You had to creep (You had to creep) You say you had love I say you need to quit it It`s all about the dough So what`s Warren got to do with it
(Chorus) One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one love One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one love One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one
Now I`m the type of brother that`s down for mines Before I made beats, I was down to crime Back then every single homie had my back Now they`re peepin` my stack And they`re talking `bout jack But I`m the same brotha Day in and day out And i`ma stay that way Until the day i lay out In a casket, its drastic Cause homies is plastic Brake `em off some bread they want the whole damn basket If you`s a true homie you would wish me well Not plot to make a homey fell Jealous as hell We used to get the same riches Now your trigger finger got the itches Schemin` on my bitches Which is not a surprise My eyes peep game 211`s 187`s It`s all the same It`s all a shame Homies are jackin` you for your grip Ain`t no love involved Because it`s all about the chips
(Chorus) One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one love One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one love One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one
Now for these labels tellin` fables Makin` them fucked up deals under the tables You think that you`re smart But fool I`m the smartest You can`t make no money If you can`t keep an artist Sign the dotted line Put me on the shelf Break me off some crumbs Keep the rest for yourself I know how it goes Treat Warren like a hoe Fly cars, Gold, clothes, but no dough Since it`s all business, I`ma handle mine Keep track of my stack down to the very last dime Cause in this rap game It`s all about the buck You bend over for tha label And you will get bucked Like how you run up in a skirt And then your through The record label do the same thang to you 90% business, 10% show Ain`t no love in this game Cause it`s all about the dough
(Chorus) x3 One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one love One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one love One love, whats love, you`re lucky just to have just one
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