Loungin` (Who Do You Love Remix)

[LL Cool J]<br>How you doin miss? My name is L I`m from Queens<br>I heard about your man he like to lace you wit cream<br>Dolce Gabbana, Mo-ski-no wit Donna jeans<br>but he slipped up, and threw his rock to a fiend<br>He be playin like a Willie cause he dress ya dove<br>Neva knowin that his woman is in need of love<br>You got Versace gold link stomach chains wit rocks<br>Official hair style but you stuck up in the spot<br>Makin love, Duke is weak then he fallin asleep<br>You on the phone wit your old peeps dyin to creep `tween my sheets<br>So what you got Chanel on your feet<br>Hot sex on a platter makes the mission complete, uh<br><br>Chorus: Total (repeat 2X)<br><br>Who do you love (I wanna lounge wit you)<br>Are you for sure (I do what I gotta do)<br><br>[LL Cool J]<br>Jew-als and Cristal gotta mack a phony style<br>He ain`t watchin you he rather watch his money pile<br>Can`t protect treasures when its in a glass house<br>Soon as he turn the corner I`ma turn that ass out<br>Full blown, frontin in the 6 wit the chrome<br>Yo B, why you leave your honey all alone wit me<br>Just because you blessed wit cash<br>doesn`t mean your honey won`t let me finesse that ass<br>So see the moral of the story is a woman need love<br>The kind you so-called players never dreamed of<br>You gotta try love, can`t buy love<br>If you play your hand then it`s bye-bye love<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[LL Cool J]<br>So what you got the cash flow and escro, damn<br>But your honey ran away like presto, ala-kazam<br>Man made the money, money never made the man<br>You still fakin jacks throwin rocks on her hand<br>See, you put your mack down now you Nino Brown<br>Rock roller wit` so much ice your cap`s polar<br>I got em smokin beanies, modelin bikinis<br>Pushin ya whip on the freeway to see me<br>I keep it steamy, I make it burn when it`s my turn<br>Teachin shorty all the tools that you neva learned<br>Don`t get it twisted, gettin money ain`t wrong<br>But she wanna make love all night long, I`m gone<br><br>Chorus