It's A Love Thing Lyrics - Pete Rock

You're beautiful, the way you wear that, share that 

Have many ladies but nothing can compare to that smile 

That style that drives men wild 

That ring could have Big Daddy walkin' down the isle 

Proper you a show stopper, girl endure dropper 

I can see me leavin' Suze and bring it home to mama 

What you lookin' at is pure bred stallion 

I'm slayin' it, you really care to know whose jay in it 

Oh, how lucky are we catch you comin' out the shower 

And I'm right there to wipe down your body 

Spread that scented lotion all around your curves 

Anything you want, all she deserves 

Baby, calm your nerves, make this work 

Only thing in life you fear is being hurt 

Here to protect thought otherwise 

I'm here to correct you can trust me 

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You and I now that's a hot couple 

When it's off in the same club 

Now you askin' for nothing but trouble 

Watch you jumpin' at the Red Labels 

Got my woman and her girlfriends dancin' on the tables 

Shut down the joint, me I'm just laid back and all 

Surrounded by the gangsters puffin' on the cigar 

Badder chick in the world keep niggaz cranked 

Yes, the hottest chick on the planet keep a nigga ranked 

The question is, can you top that homie? 

You can probably pull something close but stop that homie 

Not even, could have that even if I stopped breathin' 

Don't hope for that my ghost will be pokin' the steel 

Read my will my boys get it all, no gimmicks 

But I'm here to let you know my jump off is off limits 

Life and love get made for a thug 

Once I settled in you made me a gentleman 

Photos 

Tot game is crazy diamonds off the lettle 

Travel through these ghettos drop to top 

Let 'em see what I'm workin' with came to win 

How the don keeps the fun to blow in the wind 

World war is magnetic that attracts loot 

She look Wall Street briefcase, pen strife suit 

The hair rub in a bun, spectacles on her nose 

Any deal she makes, my business grows 

They say, a woman's never satisfied 

Till she have me to fill it to her heart's content 

It's my blessing, God gave you to me 

And words can't describe, what you do for me 

Your C.L. is, love me or love me not 

But no-one can match this chemistry we got 

Why they all fall, you C.L.'s wive 

'Cause all we got is each other a bond for life