A Lotta Love

[Hook x2]
I got a lot of love for you, baby
I got a lot of love, got a lot of love, for you, baby

[Verse 1: Party Arty]
Damn, girl, you grew up to be somethin (Be somethin)
And now you grew up, you be stunnin (Be stunnin)
So who put you up to be fine? On a playa like me
And you say you like me? Got mad because I had
To spend the day with wifey and I got you next week
But I never showed up, you still kept it real with yo sex appeal
Extra ill, up in the club, dressed to kill
I'm from around the way girl, with pictures and play, girl
Hang around with too many dykes, you gay, girl?
And I heard you just bought a house, you go, girl (You go, girl)
You always [?] my mouth, you know, girl (You know, girl)
It's a cold world, so we do what we gotta do
So do what you gotta do and make a nigga proud of you
You like a role model, chicks could follow you
More like a world leader, not a young girl either
Tuck the pearl heater in your Gucci bag
Now I skinned him, where the groupies at?
You over here with your coolest crew, doin you
Everybody screwin you, wanna know who is you
So

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Party Arty]
Hey girl (Hey girl), hi girl (Hi girl)
[?], fly girl (Girl, girl, girl)
My girl (My girl), My mistress (My mistress)
It's my girl (My girl), and my business (My business)

[Beat until fade]