Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's a Love Thing, artist - C.L. Smooth. Album song American Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.10.2006
Record label: Shaman Work
Song language: English
It's a Love Thing |
| You’re beautiful, the way you wear that, share that |
| Have many ladies, but nothing can compare to that smile |
| That style that drives men wild |
| That ring could have Big Daddy walkin' down the isle |
| Proper you a show stopper, girl endure dropper |
| I can see me leavin' Suze and bring it home to mama |
| What you lookin at is pure bred stallion |
| I’m slayin' it you really care to know whose jay in it |
| Oh how lucky are we catch you comin' out the shower |
| And I’m right there to wipe down your body |
| Spread that scented lotion all around your curves |
| Anything you want, all she deserves |
| Baby calm your nerves make this work |
| Only thing in life you fear is being hurt |
| Here to protect thought otherwise |
| I’m here to correct you can trust me |
| You and I now that’s a hot couple |
| When it’s off in the same club |
| Now you askin' for nothing but trouble |
| Watch you jumpin' at the Red Labels |
| Got my woman and her girlfriends dancin' on the tables |
| Shut down the joint, me I’m just laidback and all |
| Surrounded by the gangsters puffin' on the cigar |
| Badder chick in the world keep niggas cranked |
| Yes the hottest chick on the planet keep a nigga ranked |
| The question is can you top that homie |
| You can probably pull something close but stop that homie |
| Not even, could have that even if I stopped breathin' |
| Don’t hope for that my ghost will be pokin' it still |
| Read my will my boys get it all no gimmicks |
| But I’m here to let you know my jump off is off limits |
| Life and love get made for a thug |
| Once I settled in you made me a gentleman |
| Tot game is crazy diamonds on stilettos |
| Travel through these ghettos drop to top |
| Let 'em see what I’m workin' with came to win |
| How the don keeps the fun to blow in the wind |
| World war is magnetic that attracts loot |
| She look Wall Street briefcase, pen strife suit |
| The hair rub in a bun, spectacles on her nose |
| Any deal she makes, my business grows |
| They say a woman’s never satisfied |
| Till she have me to fill it to her heart’s content |
| It’s my blessing, God gave you to me |
| And words can’t describe, what you do for me |
| Your C.L. |
| is, love me or love me not |
| But no-one can match this chemistry we got |
| Why they all fall, you C.L.'s wife |
| Cause all we got is eachother a bond for life |