Ritch - The Love (Feat. Todd Zack Jr.) lyrics

(Verse 1) n***as know that I do this Know you deal with the truest Only way you ain't knew this Is If you ain't speaking money, fluent Nah I ain't new to this k** everything with no viewing She don't need no clothes Would've thought that she was a nudist Yea she f** with this Jodeci What you think we gon do to this? The Coupe lookin so foolish It's roofless Know n***as that bang The Bluest The Su-ist The Woo-ist Get money You losing Come vibe With the coolest They gon hate So why not just do it It's Ralph My n***a just cool it That Benz That Benz gon look stupid Tell em to coupe it Can't nobody match my drive The pa**enger looking like Stacy Dash when she was on Clueless Pretty and mixed Really with the sh**s She bout as thick As the snow that I move When I'm spitting like this Back in it more In my own lane With the gas to the floor All of this heat You can't match me Like its gas on the floor Back in it more Stackin up more Keep it real to the core Hang out the window like Pac These n***as don't wanna see a young King flourish (Hook)[Todd Zack Jr.] I just want The Love because I can get the money I don't trust these hoes So they get nothing from me When you make it here You just want that one thing I just I just I just I just want The Love X2 (Bridge) The watch Presidential Obama my ballot I'm Black & White She hella colors, her body's a pallet My City's the canvas Let me paint the town Red in this DropHead Then we gon head back to the Palace (Verse 2) And these rappers getting ate Got my feet up Don't say sh** when you see us Verge of getting big like a C-Cup Montana with the dope Get Ya ki's up Montana with the throw Oh Where the lean bruh Tint on cannot see Ya Young king tryna ball On the scene bruh She a Lala I Savior Shuttlesworth that's Jesus When they love you They can't wait to see Ya At the top Where ain't sh** free bruh King Caesar Tropical weather bad beach bruh R&B diva lookalike in my 2 seater Slapping that Aaliyah Try and keep up 2 of em That's no true love that's 3 love Have a seat girl Let these fingers roll like a layup Don't trip we way up DVD stuck on how to be a player I am too cold for these hoes Better show up in layers I swear to God it's not fair Game like a hall of fame player (Hook)