Testi:
Self I Love To Love Your Love My Love

love, your love, my love (My love, your love to love, I love) I love to love, your love, my love (My love, your love to love, I love) I love to love, your love, my

got it I beg your pardon I gotta hella connections my Negro my people they got garden Need a fake ID or benefit card times is hard You know Christmas is coming up, I

when i first met you babe i knew i had to have you i just wanted you to call me your bad boy baby blue i'm so glad i'll be loving you for ever it's kind

everything i did that made u cry i know u dont wanna hear this song but i promise i wont take to long i needed you to hear the rest at least i got it off my

mockery of our struggle [? ] with plans too And I swear to god I wish you helped [? ] back/beck? too And I caressed the Europeans who instigated your words And I

I need some man time, who got the fuckin' jack in here Where, ever I leave, my head's my home And if possible, always take my gat where I roam These slugs

and fight the system, teach our brother. Throw your hands up if you feel the way I feel. Throw your hands up if it's time to make a move. Throw your

while etching your image upon my screen You love much better in person Above my head I touch letters in cursive I drug myself pack the knife Then I hug my self

of yah Poise less gats attack when I'm serving yah Spank the shank Your whole style when I gank Guard your rank Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang Puffy