Your Love (Remix) Diddy (Ft. Rick Ross & Trey Songz)

[Intro: Trey Songz]
Yeah, come here

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I gotta certain hand in purchasin’ automobiles
Watch a hundred karats this what an Audmer is
Walk up in the spot and we the trillest niggas in here
Grab her by her arms, suck her neck 'til she surrenderin’
Is it him? Valet the BM
Not a baller, but ballin' above the rim
Still blowin' money fast, Boston George, countin' money
Chick finer than Wylona, so I let her count it for me
She got a nice bubble when she rockin' Robin jeans
Smokin' all the loud, but the neighbors can hear us scream
Blew a milli in a club, next day we made five
Smokin' on a jet, they bill your card with the fine
Never mind, Dirty Money ballin' on another planet
If I bought another Coupe, you niggas couldn't stand it
MC Hammer in the flesh, 357
Baby girl a thug, she use her pussy as a weapon

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
Girl, I want you face down first thing when I wake up
Already got you covered girl ain't no need for make-up
I just need a camera and someone to tape us
Internet ain't ready for the way that we gon' make love
Got me fiendin' right now, girl, I need you right now
Tryna hold back but you can get it
Don't tease me right now, baby, please me right now
Girl, scream yes if you with it