Shady Love

Gimme the bump and I'll hop out the whip

Yo, what you drinkin', boy? Gimme a sip
I'ma get looser than you do and then do my voodoo
And chill in the booth with your
And that—don't have the cheap porn
I don't know what—she on
She gon' bring her friends and we gon'
Hand in hand, that's word to return

I got the purp and the Rizla effect
You wanna get to the man who I
Let's get this show on the road where we crash it
No more so you don't get no weeds on your lip

I'm gonna get my shady love
I'm gonna get my shady love
Shady love, shady love
I-I'm gonna get my, I'm gonna get my
I'm gonna get my shady love
I'm gonna get my shady love
Shady love, shady love
I-I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna

Shady love, shady love, shady love
Shady love, shady love, shady love

Why so tough?
You see me runnin', but you can't keep up
So let me slow down for you, baby, what?
Say what you lookin' for, I can give ya, give ya

I was walkin' and talkin' 'bout this
I met out in Boston who I didn't see very often
But mhm, mhm
She gon' vote for Obama and she like to dance to Madonna
"Chopstick", back, Benihana's, so mhm, mhm
We gon' hop on this booty and she'll take me out to the movies
Let me feel up all of her boobies, so mhm, mhm
Now she touchin' my booty and she rollin' all on my beauty
I forget to get to my duties, so mhm, mhm

Shady love, shady love, shady love
Shady love, shady love, shady love

I'm gonna get my shady love
I'm gonna get my shady love
Shady love, shady love
I-I'm gonna get my, I'm gonna get
I'm gonna get my shady love
I'm gonna get my shady love
Shady love, shady love
I-I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna

One jock trick shows up top, but the jig's up
Can't get your man 'cause he on my block
We fly 'cause the lips don't slip when the victim flips
To the dip 'cause the beat don't stop
My skeez, your skeez, his knees
I pop that cork in his face and he just says "Cheese"
Got stacks, got chips, got cheese
Would you bubble up, double up, baby, come snuggle up
And yeah, trick, do what you know 'bout the rub-a-dub

Why so tough?
You see me runnin', but you can't keep up
So let me slow down for you, baby, what?
Say what you lookin' for, I can give ya, give ya

Shady love, shady love, shady love
Shady love, shady love, shady love
(Shady love, shady love, shady love)
Why so tough?
You see me runnin', but you can't keep up
(Shady love, shady love, shady love)
So let me slow down for you, baby, what?
(Shady love, shady love, shady love)
Say what you lookin' for, I can give ya, give ya