What’s Luv? Songtext
von Fat Joe feat. Ja Rule & Ashanti

Put the fuckin′ mic on
Mic is on?
Joe Crack the Don, uh
Uh, Irv Gotti
What's love?
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be about us, be about trust

What′s love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What's love? It's about us, it′s about trust, babe
What′s love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe (yeah, uh, uh, uh)
What′s love? (Woo! Yeah)


Woo! Yeah, slow down, baby
Let you know from the gate I don't go down lady
I wanna chick with thick hips that licks her lips
She can be the office type or like to strip
Girl, you get me aroused how you look in my eye
But you talk too much, man, you′re ruinin' my high
Don′t wanna lose the feelin' 'cause, the roof is chillin′
It′s on fire and you lookin' good for the gettin′

I'm a, rider, whether in a hoodie or a linen, a provider
You should see the jewelery on my women
And I′m, livin' it up, the Squad stay fillin′ the truck
With chicks that's willin' to triz with us, uh

You say you got a man and you′re in love
But what′s love gotta do with a little menage?
After the partay, me and you
Could just slide for a few and she could come too
That's love!

What′s love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What's love? It′s about us, it's about trust, babe
What′s love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe (yeah, uh, yeah. yo, uh, yo)
What's love?


Mami, I know you got issues
You got a man but you need to understand that you got somethin′ with you
Ass is fat, frame is little
Tattoo on your chest with his name in the middle, uh
I′m not a hater I just crush a lot
And the way you shake your booty, I don't want you to stop
You need to come a little closer (closer)
And let me put you, under my arms like a Don is supposed to

Please believe, you leave with me
We be freakin′ all night like we was on E
You need to trust the God and jump in the car
For a little hard eight at the Taj Mahal
What's love?

What′s love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What's love? It′s about us, it's about trust, babe
What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What′s love? It should be about us, it should be about trust babe (yeah, uh, yo)
What′s love?

Yo, I stroll in the club with my hat down
Michael Jack' style, hot steppin′ who the mack now?
Not my fault that they love the kid
Might be the chain or the whip, I don't know what it is
We just party and bullshit
C′mon mami put your body in motion, you got a nigga open
You came here with the heart to cheat
So you need to sing the song with me
All my ladies come on

When I look in your eyes there's no stoppin′ me
I want the Don Joey Crack on top of me (uh-huh)
Don't want your stacks just break my back (yeah)
Gonna cut you no slack, 'cause I′m on it like that (uh, woo, uh)
Come on (yeah, yeah, y′all)
And put it all (yeah, yeah, y'all) on me (put it on ya girl)
On me (I′ma put it on ya girl)

What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What′s love? It's about us, it′s about trust, babe
What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe

What′s love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What′s love? It's about us, it′s about trust, babe
What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)
What′s love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe
What's love?