The Jealous Guys - Love and Other Drugs lyrics

[Hook] All they want is love, all they want is love All they want is love, love and other d** All she want is love, all she want is love All she want is love, love and other d** [Verse 1: BizYCasa] She get her thizz from the trap Pills in her mouth with love in a sack I heard she's mixed but her heart went black Overdosed on love with d** in her lap God blessed her tongue with a kung lao hat So she get what she want and she never look back She a runner not a quitter, she just relapse Green light say go: she does just that She fee-fi-fo with her SF hat She aim down low but they won't show that She wet by the bay where they just might spray k** three thousand n***as with them K-K-K d**hs free as a bird in the rain nowadays But she free as a high in a rave nowadays Skip cla** see me, drove to the city And crashed her whip: call AAA I tell her that she foolish, "what's making you lose focus?" She said: "I'm focused on you, How the f** have you not noticed?" If I had an excuse, sh** been busy, staying focused I'd tell her I been working but appreciate devotion She said that this her man's car, there's usually no smoking But if I smell that loud though, it just might get you open She think her man is super-dope, he knocked her in a Lotus But I reminded her of whatever God is smoking [Hook] I'm tripping, stars in her veins So I gotta feel her high I open up her wings every time she wanna fly Put the stars in her veins So I gotta feel her high All she want is love, love and other d** [Interlude] Yeah, roll that, beautiful, sniff this Feel that, feel that [Verse 2: Ayinde] I woke up so high the sky said my name Her face all in my lap, these stars all in my veins Got a bad thang them lips, and she all about her fang She love f** around with that yay, when she playing that blame-game That Monroe in her nose, got that c**aine on my dick Told her go dumb dumb dumb girl, uh, do your magic trick She look good when I set her free, she love staring all at me Told her lock up both her knees I'm something like Martin with this tree I'm a king, I'm a king, huh? Tell me what's your story Got this poetry in my lungs, while I'm plotting something foreign And my belly way too big, I can't fit inside the Porsches But when I eat her secrets I take way more than a portion I talk slick, like Rick (huh,) hand up on that Bible Look here, watch your mouth, we the streets' disciples So when it come to the money (uh) when it come to the d** We just package up like bosses and we send out that love [Hook] I'm tripping, stars in her veins So I gotta feel her high I open up her wings every time she wanna fly Put the stars in her veins So I gotta feel her high All she want is love, love and other d**