Video Your Love Remix Feat Rick Ross Keri Hilson Y P Diddy de Trey Songz 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Trey Songz - Your Love Remix Feat Rick Ross Keri Hilson Y P Diddy Lyrics

We in the motherfucking building
A hundred fuckin' bottles
(Can you hear the train?)
(Can you hear the train comin'?)

I got a certain habit
Purchasing automobiles
Watch a hundred karats
This what an Audemars is
Walk up in the spot we the
Thrillest niggas in here
Grab her by her arm, suck
Her neck til she surrender

Is it him, valet the BM
Not a baller but ballin' above the rim
Still blown money fast Boston
George counting money
Chick finer than Willona so
I let her count it for me
She gotta nice bubble when
She rocking robins jeans
Smokin' all the loud but the
Neighbors can hear her scream
Blew a milli' in da club
Next day we made five
Smokin' on a jet they bill your
Card with the fine, never mind
Dirty money ballin' on another planet
If I bought another coupe you
Bitches couldn’t stand it
M.C. hammer in da flesh 357
Baby girl a thug she used
Her pussy as a weapon

Girl, I want you face down
First thing when I wake up
I already got you covered
Girl, ain't no need for makeup
I just need a camera
And someone to tape us
The internet ain't ready for
Way that we're gonna make love

Feening right now
Said I need you right now
Trying to hold back, but you can get it
Don't tease me right now
Baby, please me right now
Girl, scream yes if you're with it

Got got got got
Got one question, one question for you
When I'm going through withdrawals
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
'Cause I need your
Love, I want your love
Girl, it ain't the same
If I ain't got your love

Your love, your love
Your love, your love
All I want is you, baby
All I want is you, baby
All I really want is you
Your touch, your sex, is my drug
Baby, all I want is you
Baby, only one is you, baby

I'ma put it in your face
Boy, as soon as you wake up
Know you wanna hit it, want
Me to be a little slut
If you do it good, well
I'll return the favor
Baby, I'm tired of the bed
I wanna try it on a table

But I mean it right now
But I need you right now
Come a little closer you can get it
Don't tease me right now
Better please me right now
Let your tongue walk on this
Pussy, yeah

Got one question, one question for you
When I'm going through withdrawals
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
'Cause I need your
Love, I want your love
Boy, it ain't the same
If I ain't got your love

Your love, your love
Your love, your love
All I want is you, baby
All I want is you, baby
All I really want is you
Your touch, your sex, is my drug
Baby, all I want is you
Baby, only one is you, baby

Bitch you know I'm Diddy, ho
Real dealy-o
Real estate in the states
Spilling in Philly, yo
I did it for the team, I
Did it for you, shawty
I did it for the fans
I did it for the glory

Cocky niggas still half
Cocked in my Yankee fitted
My wrist rocky, Sylvester
Stallone, Jacob did it
Early birds, furry furs, his and hers
Baby girl, silver spurs

You know I stay on my grind
And she be right there
The shit I'm doing won't be
Seen or done for light years
Talking me and you, the world is ours
All we need is our love
Money and the power

My love, (my love)
Your love (your love)
Your sex, (your sex)
My drug
Boy, I need your body, tonight
I ain't leavin' this
Club without your love

Your love, your love, your
Love, your love, your love
All I really want is your love

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, yeah