K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
(I love it when you say)
K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
Hey yo, the crib got your friends workin'
We travel to France for French curtains
You was there when I was on the bench hurtin'
Now that I own my team, it's only right that I condone my queen
Try to show her my dream
And I can't let her get lost now, she carries the money
The hammers and material across town
And understand she's fine and understand she's mine
She understands the grind, cooks, clean, and irons
And whatever she wanna push I'mma cosign it
And if I ain't got it already then I'mma go find it
I guess I'm a lucky don, and she's a lucky queen
'Cause her jewelry box look like Lucky Charms
All color stones and she know that I'm in the hood
But she also knows that I'm coming home
Mr. Raspy, thought I was in love with money
Til the first time we getting nasty
K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
(I love it when you say)
K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
Whatever the road to paradise is, we on it
Gave you your income tax checks so I can get on wit
Those were the days, these are the times
You held me down with nearly damn near everything, even my rhymes
I will play a song for you and you will let me know exactly
How the ladies will respond from a woman's point of view
And that's why my girl is with me
I love it when she layin' in the bed with a Pearl Long Vickie
The next best thing to a soldier
Go hard with a fat ass and a head full of rollers
Just look in her eyes and tell she real
Just imagine the way she smell and the way she feel
The sex was crazy then and crazy still
And you know I'm from the streets so it's crazy ill
And we waitin' on the New Island, we been to all them
Four or five times, come on, mommy, you wildin'
K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
(I love it when you say)
K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
When things was ruff only person I could call was you
Now everything I do I do it all for you
Come touch me
Come kiss me
Come love me
Anyway you want to, boy
And I'm hood as long as I'm close to you
And we doin' what grown folks is supposed to do
Come hold me
Come feel me
Come take me
Anywhere you want to boy
The money is great, but what we got is more better
We got the four letters when it comes from the heart, it's more pleasure
And for the fact that you trust me still
Thus far I appreciate what we built
All the minks that I bought you that dragged the floor
And all the nights you sat up and bagged the roar
Damn, I'm thinking that you gotta hate it, but yet and still
You tolerate it (We gon' make it, we gon' make it)
That's why ma we gotta make it
K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
(I love it when you say)
K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
(I love it when you say)
K-I-S-S me
(And I just wanna make)
Love, love, love
You make me say…
Written by J. Phillips, M. Carey, S. Storch.
Produced by Scott Storch.
