AMG - s**a For Luv lyrics

n***a youse a.. [AMG] Uh uhh! Yeah, uhh Uh, uhh, uhh One time for you mind Uh, uhh, uhh Youse a.. s**a.. Yeah, yes I once met a n***a who was cool and sh** So what? So I let him hang with my click Said he pimped hoes, and he knew how to make ends Said he even had a Benz And a house in Atlanta, G-A, and in L.A And he f**ed different hoes every day-ah I said, "n***a since we all in the same game Might as well let our motherf**in nuts hang" But sh** got funny when it came down to makin money Found out he was a dummy And the p**y made him sway And it wasn't no different hoe each and every day But trip, that ain't it, he went out like a b**h Sayin my sh** was his sh** (nah) Now he's on the way to player's court Gettin charged for fakin the funk You little punk, youse a s**a [Chorus] n***a, youse a s**a for love n***a youse a s**a for love (n***a youse a s**a) n***a, youse a s**a for love n***a youse a s**a for love (punk youse a s**a) n***a, youse a s**a for love n***a youse a s**a for love (check this out) n***a, youse a s**a for love n***a youse a s**a for love.. [AMG] I got a homey who calls me a captain Cause I get a lot of hoes from the rappin But I ain't no trick, I'm into hoe hoppin But guess who I see in the mall shoppin? Diggin way down deep in them Kani sweats Spendin dough on a hoe that he ain't bumped yet And he don't wanna see me, but I make it known Cause the hoe that he with I already boned And the b**h actin like she don't know a brother And this n***a holdin on to her like he love her I looked him dead in the face and said, "Wha**up Trace? (n***a) Ask you girl how my dick taste" And he wanted to fight, talkin bout I ain't right (n***a please) n***a flyin like a kite Now he got two babies by her and he still Callin me a liar, she's his wife and he's a s**a for life [Chorus] n***a, youse a s**a for love n***a youse a s**a for love (n***a youse a s**a for life) n***a, youse a s**a for love n***a youse a s**a for love (s**a youse a s**a for life) n***a, youse a s**a for love (for life) n***a youse a s**a for love .. (for life) n***a, youse a s**a for love (and y'all hoes out there..) n***a youse a s**a for love.. [AMG] Now in ninety-fo', hoes gettin lucky Like a four leaf clover, but I'm still a Rover (woof) And it's kinda strange, when you see 'em rollin in the Range With a coach bag full of cash Wearin Donna Karan but I ain't sharin my money witcha freak You can call me cheap Or you can call me crazy, whatcha gonna do When your a** get fat and lazy, house full of babies And don't blame it on your baby's daddy (uh uhh) Cause you let him buy ya, then you let him try ya And when he left you was broker than a joke (uh uhh) Lookin for another, so you can pucker Up your lips, and kiss him on the thang thang Whip it on him real good, and it's the same game So who you tryin to fool and clown I'ma hound from my head to the ground Beitch, so b**h get a s**a [Chorus] n***a, youse a s**a for love n***a youse a s**a for love (you better get a s**a) n***a, youse a s**a for love (hoe) n***a youse a s**a for love (b**h get a s**a) b**h, youse a s**a for love b**h youse a s**a for love (uhh) n***a, youse a s**a for love b**h youse a s**a for love.. [AMG] Aoww, n***as out there, playin trick or treat And hoes out there Tryin to rob a n***a for his ends Eat a dick up.. Yeah, cause n***a youse a s**a for love If you're fallin for that Yeah.. Yeah, welcome to the A.M. y'all Uhh.. And no can do hoe b**h, get a s**a for love