Master P - Gangstas Need Love II lyrics
[Featuring Lawand Silkk Mercedes] Master P (talking) Yo Boo uh I know I ain't never told you this before but uh I was just trying to get my hustle on. But you know what? I just need you to be there for me 'cause uh gangstas need love too. Lawand/Mercedes Since you've been away I've been down and lonely Since you've been away I've been thinkng of you Trying to understand the reason you left me What were you going through? I'm missing you (gangstas need love too) Tell me where the road turns (echoed) Verse 1 - Master P - Uhhhh, I got you livin' in mansions Jumpin' out of Benzes (honk, honk) DKNY clothes but get fake president's Rolex watches You used to wear Swatches Done took you out the ghetto, now your name is Miss Versace Alligator Purses, Möet with your Reeses, Hershey Miss Rev-e-lon when yo' lips an' hair an' toes on Tuesdays and Thursdays Even though I'm livin' wrong, tryin' to get my hustle on I want you in your birthday suit when I make it home So I can Uhhhh then squeeze ya', tease ya' You want to rub me? let the Ice Cream Man please you I ain't got no nine to five Hustle just to stay alive Keep you on your game Give you a pistol with your cute .45 Heiffers decieve ya, 'cause they want to be ya Tell you I'm a thug and they can't wait till I leave ya' So think about what I say and f** what them hoes say Chorus -Lawand and Mercedes- I'm missin' you Tell me where the road turns (echoed) -Verse 2 - Master P- You was a high school queen Met me sellin' ice cream on the corner went double-up servin' Fiend Even though I'm a thug, ya love me If s** was a game, we'd a play rugby I got you flyin' first cla**es on planes Jumpin' offa' trains Takin' cruises on boats, sippin' champagne Rollin' out the red carpet when they see ya $10,000 mink coat That's why them hoes want to be ya, but they can't Taking trips in Land Cruisers Droppin' off cash to the bank But they don't know what you just seen The sh** i done put you through The penitentiary tension you done take for ya' boo The FED's hara** you The lies you don't told for me And when i went to jail you found a way to visit me Runnin' up ya phone bill Sometimes the kids didn't even have a decent meal It ain't no limit to this ghetto love Even though i mighta' slangin' d** You still showed me love That's why I'm here for ya', Boo But just remember (uuuhh) that gangstas need love too CHORUS Verse 3 - The Shocker I got a down girl believe and wonder why and i wonder what she see in me And man I can't lie 'cause i'll be hustlin' , hangin' wit my homies all night ch'all I'll be hustlin' from the morning to the night fall, aight ch'all? It's kinda hard tryin' to stay clean Tyrin' to chase dreams Tryin' to make it happen But this rappin' ain't what it seems Know what i mean? Now through thick things ya' stood beside me When I was on the run, you hide me on the real Tryin' to make a mil but on the real That's the type of love money can't buy I need someone who could be trusted Take this hundred g's in case a n***a like me get busted Ya' blame it on my mob lifestyle My thuggish-ruggish friends Ya' keep tellin' me My foul lifestyle gonna have to come to an end Ya' gotta' realize I ain't tryin' to be no broke fart I'm takin' the chances now 'cause it's gonna be hard for our future sons and daughters I'm tryin' to take trips to Reno Cash chips like casinos Live life as a high roller Silkk the Shocker make moves like Valentino I only got one chance, so I got to take it If you could just be patient Diamonds inside a 20 just for waitin' Yo' mom think I'ma thug she don't like it But you still sneak out and see me Ya' friends think I'm a ghetto thug But this is ghetto love that they can't see, G I know when it rains it pours and one day it gotta stop and when it do I'ma be sittin' on top And gonna be sippin' champagne on yachts Cars and tennis bracelets just a thang (meanwhile) I'll be home tonight So keep it tight for this gangsta