Dari

PERFORMING ARTISTS
E-40
E-40
Vocals
8Ball
8Ball
Vocals
Bun B
Bun B
Vocals
Bosko
Bosko
Background Vocals
LaMarquis Jefferson
LaMarquis Jefferson
Bass
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Keyboards
Craig Love
Craig Love
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard James Freeman
Bernard James Freeman
Songwriter
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Songwriter
LaMarquis Jefferson
LaMarquis Jefferson
Songwriter
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Songwriter
Chad Butler
Chad Butler
Songwriter
Garry Marshall Shider
Garry Marshall Shider
Songwriter
Gary Cooper
Gary Cooper
Songwriter
George Clinton
George Clinton
Songwriter
Premo Smith
Premo Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Executive Producer
Gary Fly
Gary Fly
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Warren Bletcher
Warren Bletcher
Assistant Engineer
Dewayne "Emperor" Searcy
Dewayne "Emperor" Searcy
Executive Producer
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Executive Producer
Rob McDowell
Rob McDowell
Executive Producer
Vince Phillips, Esq.
Vince Phillips, Esq.
Executive Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Chris Carmouche
Chris Carmouche
Recording Engineer

Lirik

[Verse 1]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 2]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 3]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 4]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 5]
If I ask you to rob that bank
With me would you do it?
Would you do the time like Martha Stewart?
Would bust a 9, would you go back
Would you put your life on the line with me hit the dope track?
[Verse 6]
Is you down, will you beat a coach down?
If a pimp couldn't swim would you let a pimp drown?
Could ya, stop naggin' me about last night
Two wrongs don't make a right
[Verse 7]
All we do is fucking fight
Kiss and make up and lay up all night
Now bend over while I lay this pipe
While I beat the coochie up till the broad daylight
She say she love me
But when I'm in the studio
She be gettin' all lovely (She say she love me)
[Verse 8]
But I could get fuck 'bout it 'cause I'm 'bout my money
Bentley cumma, ridin' jumma
Money long like cucumber
Got that twig, pushin' peas
Frankenstein do two three (Two three)
[Verse 9]
I'm 'bout my money
Hangin' out the window throwing up the Playboy Bunny
Ain't never phony
I'ma keep it moving man, 'cause I'm always hungry
Lil' mama what it is, tell me what you need, what it be
Do you need a Lil' Kim too?
A lil' quality time, a lil' bumpin' and grindin'
A lil' wine and dime, a lil' movie
[Verse 10]
A lil' money some time, a lil' Dolche Gabbana
Cherry Louis Vuitton, a little jewelry
Why you mad, why you always take it out on me?
Why you always showing off in front company?
[Verse 11]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 12]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 13]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 14]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 15]
Man, ain't never seen one look like you cutie, damn!
5'2 with a nice round booty
You was just my type and I could see it in yo eyes
And I knew that from day one
Stayin' up all night just chillin'
Talkin' 'bout what we gonna name our son
[Verse 16]
24/7 hustlin'
The object to not being broke again
Let me get ya whole paycheck
One time when I couldn't pay the rent
Now look at ya baby Benz
With the lil' TV and the crazy rims
Big rocks on ya hands
Tell ya friends big daddy bought them
[Verse 17]
Now on the otha' hand
Here we go again talkin' 'bout where the fuck you been
Always at the studio
In another studio, in another time zone tryin' to get rich
Get you for the FIFA deal
5 on 1 that you hit the green
**** mad you on my team
[Verse 18]
'Cause they know how you move them things
Come home, be a mama and a wife and a freak in the bed baby
I'm trying to work, why you gotta call 100 times like you crazy
Don't play, when the time is right we can go up in the air and go play
Wanna go there and stay here and love me every day
[Verse 19]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 20]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 21]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 22]
She say she love me
She she say (She love me)
She say she love me but
All we do now is fucking fight
[Verse 23]
Now there's a stranger in my house and my bed
Fucking up my life and my bread
Playing mind games all in my head
Sometimes I swear you worst than the feds
You love a ****, then hate a ****
Then you love me again this shit's confusin'
In the streets hittin' licks I'm winnin'
Come home fuckin' with you and I'm losin'
[Verse 24]
I'm built for drama but not this kind
Been slapped before but not this time
Best years invested in this year hustlin'
You can't be fucking up this grind
Now you been doing too much campin'
Bumpin' ya gums and yappin'
Interfering in grown folk business
And baby girl I just can't let that happen
[Verse 25]
I been out here spittin' this blood
Fuckin' with cutthroats to get this cake
But I swear it seem like the more I give ya
The more you try to take my heart and my back ya tryna break
I ain't crazy I see the signs
Trying to steal my light and my shine
You must be outta yo fucking mind
[Verse 26]
I just wanted to spoil yo ass
And I guess I succeeded
But now ya just too fucking conceited
If this is love I don't need it
You acting like you the pimp and I'm the hoe (Hell no)
Man I swear to God if yo pussy wasn't the bomb
I'd have left your ass a long time ago, bitch
Written by: Bernard James Freeman, C. Butler, Clove, Earl Stevens, G. Clinton, G. Cooper, G. Shider, Garry Marshall Shider, George Clinton Jr., J. Smith, L. Jefferson, P Smith, Premro Vonzellaire Smith, W. Collins
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