Jaheim - Struggle Love lyrics

[Jaheim:] In sickness and health [Wife:] For richer or poorer [Pastor:] [Singing a gospel song] [Jaheim:] What? [Pastor:] [Singing a gospel song] [Wife:] Hey, Pastor! [Pastor:] Hey! [Wife:] Hi! How you doing? [Pastor:] I'm fine, I remember you. You guys taken them vows, and I wonder if you still remember them [Wife:] Absolutely [Jaheim:] Yeah, I still ??? [Pastor:] Jaheim, thank you for your donation. Now, are you ready to proceed to your new music ministry? [Jaheim:] Oh Pastor, man, you just don't spend it all in one place, man. I'm ready though [Pastor:] Alright [Wife:] Wait wait wait, what music ministry? What music ministry, what donation? [Jaheim:] I told you I had a surprise for you [Wife:] Baby! [Jaheim:] Something special Hey oh yeah Do you remember (all of the hard times) 'Cause I remember so well Let's play a little game, let's wait until it's raining And kick 'em all out like I'm Martin Let's go to Chinese blow a few trees Pitter-patter on the roof of your apartment Let's put it to a flick, put your bu*t up on my Bring your body real close we spooning Put a towel on the floor, under the door So you know that the neighbors don't know what we doing [Chorus] Before the record deal, the full-course meals The stages and fashion nights Before we got fly, baby, you and I It was four chicken wings and rice And now we got more than we ever dreamed If we got it all, that ain't the way it seems If I could give it up, the richer I get I really miss that struggle, love Now ain't that love (love) Ain't that love (love) (love) So much love (love) Ain't that love (love) Oh oh oh oh (love) Yeah If I could give it up, the richer I get I really miss that struggle, love Let's take it way back, like when I used to pack I use to put the stash on my (---) Remember cee-low and craps (hey, crack, hey crack) We were poor ghetto love Both tracking through the snow, 40 below Stretching the dough, to young to know what we were doing Running (running, oh yeah) remember switching lanes on the [whips?] And now that I'm rich, life's a son of a (son of a) Wish I could surely take it back [Chorus] Before the record deal, the full-course meals The stages and fashion nights Before we got fly, baby, you and I It was four chicken wings and rice And now we got more than we ever dreamed If we got it all, that ain't the way it seems If I could give it up, the richer I get I really miss that struggle, love If that ain't love (love) I don't know what love is (love) If that ain't love (love) (Love) love If that ain't love (love) (Love) If I could give it up, the richer I get I really miss that struggle, love If it wasn't for the streets, if it wasn't for the crimes Oh the struggle made me, oh girl ??? in you baby we gonna-- I never never For the poor little girls and a couple of boys A little bit of love bring you so much joy Home grown love, home grown love [?] on your phone kind of love Champagne love, let's make love [?] in your eye kind of love Nothing could defy kind of love Hurtful of pride kind of love Struggle for you love kind of love Ain't that love (love) (love) So much love (love Ain't that love (love) (love) Oh oh oh oh (love) Yeah (love) If I could give it up, the richer I get I really miss that struggle, love