Papoose - Love is a Battlefield lyrics

I wanna have a toast they said I'd never make it here But now you hear my music everywhere Yeah... we about to be millionaires So let's all have a toast cheers To all the ladies everywhere You and your man have been together for years Love is a battlefield, but you still there So this toast is for y'all cheers I don't care if y'all drinking wine or beer Everybody put your cups in the air Celebrate life if you still here And let's all have a toast cheers You give me money and fame And all I got to do is entertain My beautiful rap game I love you You the watch on my wrist the ice on my ring Bling bling look at the diamonds on my chain My ice out j**elry I love you You my new desert eagle my Glock when I aim All you hear is shoot em' up bang bang My fully loaded pistol I love you Work like a slavery, ear like a king We do it for the love of material things I love brand new cars, I love real money I love expensive clothes, I love getting gully I love fitted caps, I love new sneakers The latest cell phone with all the new features I love kosher food, I love being healthy I love a big a** house, I love being wealthy I love purple haze, I love chocolate thai I love to get high You gave birth to me, took my virginity the same You between every female's legs, I love p**y simple and plain I love doing shows, hearing fans when they clap And I love you back I love having fun, I love a good party Bar tender crystal for everybody Y'all made a change in hip-hop Don't understand why y'all had to get shot Damn I love Biggie and Pac Big Pun, Freeky Tah, and all of the rest Who sacrificed life for the love of success If's a four letter word with ma** appeal It's like we at war, love is a battlefield For the love of money we become gangstas and thugs Just because no one wants to spread love In relationships, when an individual hurting They will harm themselves for the love of another person Love is a battlefield, I'mma give you some help Before you love anybody, you gotta love yourself Work like a slave, eat like a king We do it for the love of material things