Want to whole lotta love Ah-keep it cooling baby I'm gonna give you my love A-way, way down inside Whole lotta love I'm gonna give ya my love My, my, my, my Hey, oh, hey, oh A-keep it cooling baby

Want to whole lotta love Ah-keep it cooling baby I'm gonna give you my love A-way, way down inside Whole lotta love I'm gonna give ya my love My, my, my, my Hey, oh, hey, oh A-keep it cooling baby

Wine fi the money now You dun rich, you dun rich, gal Me nah leave you lonely Keep you by my side Nah make you walk in the sun baby Big fat Benz yah drive Gal ah Calabar beach Nigeria Jamaica Sandals The life weh me make you live

You tell me that you love me, I don't know what I would do Goin' through the motions, I'm just tryna make it through If you wasn't by my side, will I be able to move? It's hard to keep in touch when I'm always on the move La-da-da-da-da (Tryna make it

When they slid at night see my real side Baby, that's the real side, baby that's the real side You the one that slide to the hillside, yeah, yeah You gon' keep it right for the hillside, yeah, yeah You the one that slide to the hillside You gon' keep it

Want to whole lotta love Ah-keep it cooling baby I'm gonna give you my love A-way, way down inside Whole lotta love I'm gonna give ya my love My, my, my, my Hey, oh, hey, oh A-keep it cooling baby

Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side, do he live No the nigga dies Life will keep existing while I'm shitin' on the corners Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen You shot your bullet, but the bullet wwnt Desperado, do work for

Your love keeps me alive You're all I need to survive I got you by my side So I'm holdin' on I'm feelin' strong, baby you're the one For all my life! Yeah I'm holdin' out, there ain't no doubt I can't live without you all my life! I'm holdin' on to love

How did we get here? Baby, I gotta know On the other side of love Baby, you don't have to keep looking through my phone If something's going on, girl, you'd already know We can't even say two words without a fight anymore You tell me you hate me and I

I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster See a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you Just don't whatever you do,