Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Could of left a long time ago
F*ck it where I'ma go
A brother back in the house couldn't let Obama go
Do it cause you love it nigga, advice from my momma go
Those that just follow green, they the first kind to go
Being broke ain't a joke, I'm too comical
Seven digits nigga, 2 commas ho
Make your first million and dont make it your last
Dont come if you ain't ready, dont try to make it too fast
You can't learn shit, if you never make it to class
You can't just recycle what should be placed in the trash
I started wanted more money, and a Stacey Dash
A car that cost a house and a place to crash
Pull the hammer like a camera you dont wanna face the flash
Cause you'll lose one of your sons and it's no replacing Nash
Bet the faces you show be the same faces you stash
Theres more where that came from
Yall know where I came from
It's all about that boy that call me papi
So I'm a keep making that paper copy
You squares could never stop me, y'all triangles to play me
Two lines for you f*ck boys, pause that, now play me
Right from where I left off, lets get back to that real shit
That sit back and just chill shit with packs of that kill shit
I chit chat bout trill shit, spit that hot feel shit
I give you four bars it'll be a Kit Kat of some real shit
Who f*cking with me? I mean besides your bitch
I Deebo your ho, you niggas should hide your bitch
Like the chain reds grandmomma gave him
I got a thing for women, I like them misbehaving
You know like bad, mike bad
So I'ma check when I seem Nike ad
'Cause in this life things come and go like fast
And I'm not one who favors using words like had
I'm into having shit, turning dreams to average shit
Bring your trophy to the club, Dallas Maverick shit
Nice
I came from first of the month money
To waking up whenever I want money
Nice
I chase paper, I hunt money
Make 50 racks at 3pm and call it lunch money
Nice
Nigga ya stunt money is blunt money
Your boo only got a text back once from me
And that was what the f*ck you want from me
But I know what the f*ck she want from me
You ain't gotta front for me
I know
I know what you want from me
I know
I know we all want the money
Only right we getting to it
Question I come to you with
Is would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Fabolous - For The Love Lyrics
Fabolous - For The Love Lyrics
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Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Could of left a long time ago
F*ck it where I'ma go
A brother back in the house couldn't let Obama go
Do it cause you love it nigga, advice from my momma go
Those that just follow green, they the first kind to go
Being broke ain't a joke, I'm too comical
Seven digits nigga, 2 commas ho
Make your first million and dont make it your last
Dont come if you ain't ready, dont try to make it too fast
You can't learn shit, if you never make it to class
You can't just recycle what should be placed in the trash
I started wanted more money, and a Stacey Dash
A car that cost a house and a place to crash
Pull the hammer like a camera you dont wanna face the flash
Cause you'll lose one of your sons and it's no replacing Nash
Bet the faces you show be the same faces you stash
Theres more where that came from
Yall know where I came from
It's all about that boy that call me papi
So I'm a keep making that paper copy
You squares could never stop me, y'all triangles to play me
Two lines for you f*ck boys, pause that, now play me
Right from where I left off, lets get back to that real shit
That sit back and just chill shit with packs of that kill shit
I chit chat bout trill shit, spit that hot feel shit
I give you four bars it'll be a Kit Kat of some real shit
Who f*cking with me? I mean besides your bitch
I Deebo your ho, you niggas should hide your bitch
Like the chain reds grandmomma gave him
I got a thing for women, I like them misbehaving
You know like bad, mike bad
So I'ma check when I seem Nike ad
'Cause in this life things come and go like fast
And I'm not one who favors using words like had
I'm into having shit, turning dreams to average shit
Bring your trophy to the club, Dallas Maverick shit
Nice
I came from first of the month money
To waking up whenever I want money
Nice
I chase paper, I hunt money
Make 50 racks at 3pm and call it lunch money
Nice
Nigga ya stunt money is blunt money
Your boo only got a text back once from me
And that was what the f*ck you want from me
But I know what the f*ck she want from me
You ain't gotta front for me
I know
I know what you want from me
I know
I know we all want the money
Only right we getting to it
Question I come to you with
Is would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Could of left a long time ago
F*ck it where I'ma go
A brother back in the house couldn't let Obama go
Do it cause you love it nigga, advice from my momma go
Those that just follow green, they the first kind to go
Being broke ain't a joke, I'm too comical
Seven digits nigga, 2 commas ho
Make your first million and dont make it your last
Dont come if you ain't ready, dont try to make it too fast
You can't learn shit, if you never make it to class
You can't just recycle what should be placed in the trash
I started wanted more money, and a Stacey Dash
A car that cost a house and a place to crash
Pull the hammer like a camera you dont wanna face the flash
Cause you'll lose one of your sons and it's no replacing Nash
Bet the faces you show be the same faces you stash
Theres more where that came from
Yall know where I came from
It's all about that boy that call me papi
So I'm a keep making that paper copy
You squares could never stop me, y'all triangles to play me
Two lines for you f*ck boys, pause that, now play me
Right from where I left off, lets get back to that real shit
That sit back and just chill shit with packs of that kill shit
I chit chat bout trill shit, spit that hot feel shit
I give you four bars it'll be a Kit Kat of some real shit
Who f*cking with me? I mean besides your bitch
I Deebo your ho, you niggas should hide your bitch
Like the chain reds grandmomma gave him
I got a thing for women, I like them misbehaving
You know like bad, mike bad
So I'ma check when I seem Nike ad
'Cause in this life things come and go like fast
And I'm not one who favors using words like had
I'm into having shit, turning dreams to average shit
Bring your trophy to the club, Dallas Maverick shit
Nice
I came from first of the month money
To waking up whenever I want money
Nice
I chase paper, I hunt money
Make 50 racks at 3pm and call it lunch money
Nice
Nigga ya stunt money is blunt money
Your boo only got a text back once from me
And that was what the f*ck you want from me
But I know what the f*ck she want from me
You ain't gotta front for me
I know
I know what you want from me
I know
I know we all want the money
Only right we getting to it
Question I come to you with
Is would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love
Writer: John Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © Create Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Create Music Publishing