[Chorus: Heavy D & Vinia Mojica]
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (What you got?)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
(What's yours is mine) I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
(What's mine is mine) I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
(What's yours is mine) I got nothing but love for you, baby (What you got?)
(What's mine is mine) I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
(What's yours is mine) I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
(What's mine is mine) I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
[Verse 1: Heavy D]
I know you want lots a jewels and stuff
Backyards with swimming pools, bars with stools and stuff
Fancy foods, lobster, sushi
Gear, Versace, Gucci, crazy lucci
I know your M.O., you do demo on a paycheck
You get a herb from the 'burb and show him no respect
Middle name "Price Tag," first name "Gotcha"
Started slow, got on a roll, now they can't stop ya
Talking 'bout, "Hey Boo, how you do?"
Some clown uptown said you ran through his crew
I give you props and ya credit, 'cause it's due
But I ain't that clown, and my crew ain't that crew
Times too hard to be faking like I'm dating on some steak and
Winin' and dinin', I ain't choking on no chicken
Leave it up to me, I'll close the whole damn store on you
I got nothing but love for you
I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothing but love for you, baby (What you got?)
I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
(What's yours is mine) I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
(What's mine is mine) I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
(What's yours is mine) I got nothing but love for you, baby (What you got?)
(What's mine is mine) I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
(What's yours is mine) I got nothing but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
(What's mine is mine) I got nothing but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
[Verse 1: Heavy D]
I know you want lots a jewels and stuff
Backyards with swimming pools, bars with stools and stuff
Fancy foods, lobster, sushi
Gear, Versace, Gucci, crazy lucci
I know your M.O., you do demo on a paycheck
You get a herb from the 'burb and show him no respect
Middle name "Price Tag," first name "Gotcha"
Started slow, got on a roll, now they can't stop ya
Talking 'bout, "Hey Boo, how you do?"
Some clown uptown said you ran through his crew
I give you props and ya credit, 'cause it's due
But I ain't that clown, and my crew ain't that crew
Times too hard to be faking like I'm dating on some steak and
Winin' and dinin', I ain't choking on no chicken
Leave it up to me, I'll close the whole damn store on you
I got nothing but love for you
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