Ma, I Don’t Love Her Clipse (Ft. Faith Evans)

[Intro: Pharrell]
I wanna love you girl
Just wanna love you girl
Please let me love you girl
I just wanna love you girl
C'mon, I wanna love you girl
Just wanna love you girl
Let me love you girl
Let me...

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
When we met, I was talkin' that game, parkin' that thang
Since then between us, a lot of things changed
Now it's like the world got a whole different name
I can't stop chicks from sayin' my name
Most of it's lies, if not, don't be surprised
You knew I was ballin' when I met you
But really, I started layin' low just to net you
I'm raw as hell yet can't deny that you special
These girls can't either, winter, his and her Vivas
Summer, his and her Louie sneakers
You don't think that bother people?
Guess again, you even need to check your friends
Sayin' that I cheat, right, maybe with my heat
Got a pearl handled chrome thing that I call Sweets
I greet with her, creep with her, even eat with her
Late nights under my sheets, yeah, I sleep with her
But thats it