Papoose
Papoose - Love Is A Battlefield songtekst
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[Papoose:] I wanna have a toast They said I'd never make it here. But now you hear my music everywhere Yea, We bout to be millionaires So let's all have a toast, cheers. To all the ladies everywhere. You and your man been together for some years. Love is a Battlefield but you still there. So this toast is for y'all, cheers. I don't care if you drinkin 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. (Love is a Battlefield). You the watch on my wrist, the ice in my ring. Bling Bling look at the diamonds in my chain. My iced out jewelry. I Love You (Love is a Battlefield) You my new desert eagle. My glock wen I aim. All you hear is shoot em up Bang Bang My fully loaded pistol I Love You. (Love is a Battlefield) Work like a slave eat like a king. We do it for the love of material things. I'm a show this industry the definition of a buzz. By the way that's word to everything I love. [Chorus:] We are strong No one can tell us were wrong Searching our hearts for so long Both of us knowing... Love is a Battlefield I love brand new cars I love real money I love expensive clothes I love gettin gully I love fitted hats love new sneakers The latest cell phone with all the new features I love kosher foods I love being healthy I love a big ass house I love being wealthy I love purple haze I love chocolate ta I love 2 get high You gave birth to me. Took my virginity the same You between every females legs. I love pussy simple and plain (Love is a Battlefield) I love doing shows hearing the fans when they clap And I love you back I love having fun love a good party Bartender crystaal 4 everybody. [Chorus] Y'all made a change in hip hop Don't understand y y'all had to get shot Damn I love biggie and pac (Love is a Battlefield) Big Pun, Freeky tah and all of the rest Who sacrificed life for the love of success It's a four letter word with mass appeal It's like we at war love is a battlefield For the love of money we become gangsters and thugs Jus because nobody wanna spread love In relationships wen a individual hurtin they harm themselves for the love of another person Love is a battlefield I'm a give you some help Before you love anybody gotta love yourself Work like a slave eat like a king. We do it for the love of material things. [Chorus]