Fat Joe - What's Luv? (feat. Ashanti) Lyrics

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[Fat Joe] 
Put the fuckin' mic on 
Mic is on 
Joe Crack the Don uh 
Yeah, yeah y'all 
Irv Gotti 

[Ashanti] 
What's love 

[Fat Joe] 
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad 
It should be about us 
Be about trust 

[chorus] 
What's love (got to do, got to do with it, babe) 
What's love 
It's about us 
It's about trust, babe 
What's love (got to do, got to do with it, babe) 
What's love 
It should be about us 
It should be about trust, babe 
What's love 

Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, woo, yeah, slow down baby 
Let you know from the get go, I don't go down lady 
I wanna chick with thick hips 
That licks her lips 
She can be the office type or like to strip 
Girl, you get me aroused, how you look in my eye 
But you talk too much man, your ruinin' my high 
Don't wanna lose the feelin' 
Cause the roof and ceilin' 
Is on fire and you lookin' 
Good for the gettin' 
I'm a rider 
Hooker in a hoodie or a liner, I'm a provider 
You should see the jewelery on my women 
And I'm livin' it up 
The Squad stay feelin' the truck 
With chicks that's willin' to triz with us, uh 
You say you gotta man and you're in love 
But what's love 
Gotta do with a little menage 
After the party 
Me and you 
Could just slide for a few 
And she could come too 
What's love 

[chorus] 

Yeah, uh yeah, yo mommy, I know you got issues 
You gotta man 
But you need to understand 
That you got somethin' with you 
Ass is fat, frame is little 
Tatoo on your chest with his name in the middle 
Uh, I'm not a hater, I just crush a lot 
And the way you shake your booty, I don't want you to stop 
You need to come a little closer 
(You need to come a little closer) 
And let me put you under my arm like a Don is 
Supposed to (supposed to) 
Please believe 
You leave with me 
We'd be freakin' all night like we was on E 
You need to trust the God and jump in the car 
For a little hard 8 at the Taj Mahal 
What's love 

[chorus] 

[Fat Joe] 
Yeah, uh, yo, I stroll in the club with my hat down 
Michael Jack-style (he he) 
Hot 7, who the Mack now 
Not my fault cause they love the kid 
Might be the chain or the whip 
I don't know what it is 
We just party and bullshit 
Come on mommy, put your body in motion 
You gotta nigga open 
You came here with the heart to cheat 
So you need to sing the song with me 
All my ladies, come on 

[Ashanti] 
When I look in your eyes, there's no stoppin' me 
I want the *Don Joey Crack* on top of me (uh huh) *Fat Joe Crack*
Don't want your stacks (yeah) 
i got your back (uh) 
Gonna cut you no slack (whoo) 
Cause I'm on it like that (uh, come on) 
Come on (yeah, yeah y'all) 
And put it (yeah, yeah y'all) 
On me (put it on ya girl) 
On me (I'ma put it on ya girl) 

[chorus 2x]

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lyrics submitted by Jen
lyrics corrected by Ariel on 26-01-2007