
I Got Love Remix Nate Dogg (Ft. B.R.E.T.T. (usa), Fabolous & Kurupt)
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Intro: Nate Dogg (Kurupt)
I got love
(Yeah for all y'all unaware)
(Kurupt!)Fab-u-lous
(Smash through, do whatcha do, and whatcha want to)
Gang-sta Nate
(Nate Dogg, remix with Bink)
(Doin what we wanna...)
Young Got-ti
[Fabolous]
Ok, that's right, Ghetto! (F-A-B)
With the D-O double G, three fo' bubblies
Three fo dubs and trees
Chinky eyes, B-Low double G's
Hit three fo' clubs and breeze
The tree flow double trees
Don’t speak to these hoes publicly
Dee low rubber knees, ski-o's double D's
Don't know what these broads trouble grief
For these roll double V's, please no slugs to squeeze
(F-A-B) Told you I'm a rider, but you can thank the green
For the gangsta lean, when I roll through in a rider
You lookin at a "coast to coast G"
I got love, but I still stash the toaster closely
We bailin on police rides, cuz Nate
Got some sticky so strong you could smell it on the Eastside
Please believe it, believe it please
You gon' see arms come out, like sleeveless T's
I got love
(Yeah for all y'all unaware)
(Kurupt!)Fab-u-lous
(Smash through, do whatcha do, and whatcha want to)
Gang-sta Nate
(Nate Dogg, remix with Bink)
(Doin what we wanna...)
Young Got-ti
[Fabolous]
Ok, that's right, Ghetto! (F-A-B)
With the D-O double G, three fo' bubblies
Three fo dubs and trees
Chinky eyes, B-Low double G's
Hit three fo' clubs and breeze
The tree flow double trees
Don’t speak to these hoes publicly
Dee low rubber knees, ski-o's double D's
Don't know what these broads trouble grief
For these roll double V's, please no slugs to squeeze
(F-A-B) Told you I'm a rider, but you can thank the green
For the gangsta lean, when I roll through in a rider
You lookin at a "coast to coast G"
I got love, but I still stash the toaster closely
We bailin on police rides, cuz Nate
Got some sticky so strong you could smell it on the Eastside
Please believe it, believe it please
You gon' see arms come out, like sleeveless T's
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