In Love With the Moula Mobb Deep

[Intro: Havoc]
Yeah
I want you, baby
I'm glad you here
I'mma take good care of you
I'm gonna put you right there, yeah, right there
That's right
I ain't letting you go this time
Nah you gonna stay right here
I'mma call you money, baby, money

[Verse 1: Havoc]
It started 'bout 7 when I realized ya worth
Sold drugs just to get you all, along with its perks
Took a backseat, 'cause family came first
Holes in my sneakers and shirt
I turned 13, now lil' niggas selling coke
50 for 11's, yeah, I copped 'em for them hoes
But you left without warning, I guess it was a lesson
Had you but you showed me no affection
Got withdrawals, took you to the malls
The more I got of you, the more I got spoiled
Now my toes curl, let's have a baby boy or girl
Had you in Switzerland, half across the world
You a good investment and you, can you double?
Came back around when I bubbled
Now I'm in trouble, took the wrong turn
Let my homie borrow you, now he won't pick up his phone