What's Love Got To Do With It (Remix)

One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one

When G dog the hog come up in the place
There's dollar signs in your eyes
And a smile in your face
You wanna live phat off of my sack
You got more drag than a low lo tho, cut the act
'Cause back before '92 and '93
You didn't give a damn about Warren G
But now that I'm slanging platinum LP's
All of a sudden you want my N.U.T.s
Ain't nothing you can do to make it stop
'Cause money makes the world go 'round
And the panties drop
I ain't in love though (I ain't in love tho)
I don't need the pressure
I just wanna do ya
Like I'm digging for treasure
Some of ya'll had a good thing, that you couldn't keep
Thought you was TLC. You had to creep (You had to creep)
You say you had love
I say you need to quit it
It's all about the dough
So what's Warren got to do with it

One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one

Now I'm the type of brother that's down for mines
Before I made beats, I was down to crime
Back then every single homie had my back
Now they're peeping my stack
And they're talking 'bout jack
But I'm the same brother
Day in and day out
And I'ma stay that way
Until the day I lay out
In a casket, it's drastic
'Cause homies is plastic
Brake 'em off some bread
They want the whole damn basket
If you's a true homie
You would wish me well
Not plot to make a homey fell
Jealous as hell
We used to get the same riches
Now your trigger finger got the itches
Scheming on my bitches
Which is not a surprise
My eyes peep game
211s, 187s. It's all the same
It's all a shame
Homies are jacking you for your grip
Ain't no love involved
Because it's all about the chips

One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one

Now for these labels telling fables
Making them fucked up deals under the tables
You think that you're smart
But fool I'm the smartest
You can't make no money
If you can't keep an artist
Sign the dotted line
Put me on the shelf
Break me off some crumbs
Keep the rest for yourself
I know how it goes
Treat Warren like a hoe
Fly cars, Gold, clothes, but no dough
Since it's all business, I'ma handle mine
Keep track of my stack down to the very last dime
'Cause in this rap game
It's all about the buck
You bend over for the label
And you will get bucked
Like how you run up in a skirt
And then your through
The record label do the same thing to you
90% business, 10% show
Ain't no love in this game
'Cause it's all about the dough

One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one

One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one

One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one love
One love, what's love, you're lucky just to have just one