You (feat. Snoop Dogg & Q-TIp)

Check 1, 2 I put it down for the LBC (I put it down for a place called Queens) You know I represent the 213 (I hold it down for the big city) I keep it gangsta for all my young g's (All the P-Y-T's with they own car keys) I put it down for all the ladies Ladies x 3 Its all about you I tried to look the other way But there you passed me by I saw you holding Q Tips hand And girl I damn near died They way you hold that cosmo Just fits you to a tee But I just wish that you was sitting Right next to me I wonder what was God's mind The day that he made you I know he wrote a new commandment After he was through But every time I see you I find something new But I just gotta have you I really want you I just gotta have you I really want you I just gotta have you Me and nephew snoop was eating At the serving spoon And my partner skin it back Was sitting with us too And all of a sudden Your body was inside I couldn't finish breakfast Now something just aint right Now snoop was looking like What the hell is wrong with you I said I know you understand Youve been through a few But this one was special A special to me Is it my imagination killing me Girl, you you you yeah All I ever want is you I just got to have you Now all I really want is you You I can't fake it no more I can't take it no more I need you in my life for sure My wife for sure No turning back It's on and crackin' Pure satisfaction Girl that's what's haps (Rap)