| Song | Love My Style - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Tony Yayo |
| Album | Thoughts Of A Predicate Felon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bakshi, Bernard, Pyarelal ... | |
| These hoes don't love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don't love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my ****, love my ink | |
| These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me | |
| I stay hater free 'cos | |
| I'mma down ass | |
| G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents | |
| If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents | |
| I'm in town dog, | |
| Mexican brown dog | |
| I'm signed to interscope, | |
| I'm grims a | |
| C-note500 cokily add to a kilo | |
| ID rather be rich, than snitch ****** out cold | |
| My crack in sinthostat, drummers with hunny hats | |
| My ****** from | |
| D.R., switch 'em with bigger stash | |
| Movin' my work, jus' for some boots 'n' a skirt | |
| I was loose but she complainin' it hurt | |
| Ice skatin' on ice, | |
| I got these crack heads, scrapin' the mic | |
| Late at night, ****** be shakin' her dice | |
| Runnin' from feds, like | |
| I had Jerry rice legs' | |
| Cos the **** and the rice come from pac and them plant eggs | |
| It's the top shotter that rocked prada | |
| That rhymed proper | |
| In high school | |
| I had ex in my gym locker | |
| Locker, locker, locker | |
| These hoes don't love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don't love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my ****, love my ink | |
| These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me | |
| I stay hater free 'cos | |
| I'mma down ass | |
| G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents | |
| If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents | |
| I'm a sneaker addict, drug fanatic | |
| I live lavish, got more carots, that bunny rabbits | |
| I plant 'Marry | |
| I', courtyard groupie's lurkin' | |
| An them ******s wit no ****** is always jerkin' | |
| An ******s handcuff hoes like female cops | |
| I got ma wrists all froze, so the | |
| COs dropAyo 'em drink | |
| Malibu, dre drink henny | |
| Banks drink | |
| Baileys and buck drink remi | |
| I'm on the 7 a glock like, | |
| I'm still smellin' musty | |
| Leavin' Barcelona for some | |
| Argentina ****** | |
| Ye man G-Unit stunts it ain't nothin' | |
| Million dollar deals 'cos our fans dare hustle | |
| I stay stuntin', my glock stay pumpin'58-58, | |
| I got my cell phone jumpin' | |
| T O N Y the talk of | |
| New YorkBlowin' dro in the 6, on the way to court | |
| These hoes don't love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don't love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my ****, love my ink | |
| These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me | |
| I stay hater free 'cos | |
| I'mma down ass | |
| G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents | |
| If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents | |
| You in the | |
| CBA, I'm in the | |
| NBAIt's the rap | |
| T-Mac, I stay with a gat | |
| Click clack, | |
| I sit back 'n' watch my soldiers attack | |
| Ya rhymes a snitches, homie | |
| I'm dealin' with fact | |
| Keep my car out the sun so the paint wont fade' | |
| N' if my jewels don't ******ne it's time to upgrade | |
| I'mma ball till | |
| I fall, ******s can't ruin me | |
| From platinum plaques, wall to wall jewelery | |
| I love my style, hoes scream my name | |
| It's Tony | |
| Yayo, a cats scowl in the game | |
| See ******s wanna kill me like sindy in scream | |
| But I pack the | |
| Mac-Nilly wit a inferred beam | |
| Ayo I'm on daily like | |
| Freddy in the dream' | |
| N' my chains so heavy, it spotted to my spleen | |
| You front on my team, ma ******s will finish you | |
| Automatic tray pound will ******' diminish you | |
| These hoes don't love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don't love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my ****, love my ink | |
| These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me | |
| I stay hater free 'cos | |
| I'mma down ass | |
| G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents | |
| If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents |
| zuo qu : Bakshi, Bernard, Pyarelal ... | |
| These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my , love my ink | |
| These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
| I stay hater free ' cos | |
| I' mma down ass | |
| G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
| If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
| I' m in town dog, | |
| Mexican brown dog | |
| I' m signed to interscope, | |
| I' m grims a | |
| Cnote500 cokily add to a kilo | |
| ID rather be rich, than snitch out cold | |
| My crack in sinthostat, drummers with hunny hats | |
| My from | |
| D. R., switch ' em with bigger stash | |
| Movin' my work, jus' for some boots ' n' a skirt | |
| I was loose but she complainin' it hurt | |
| Ice skatin' on ice, | |
| I got these crack heads, scrapin' the mic | |
| Late at night, be shakin' her dice | |
| Runnin' from feds, like | |
| I had Jerry rice legs' | |
| Cos the and the rice come from pac and them plant eggs | |
| It' s the top shotter that rocked prada | |
| That rhymed proper | |
| In high school | |
| I had ex in my gym locker | |
| Locker, locker, locker | |
| These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my , love my ink | |
| These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
| I stay hater free ' cos | |
| I' mma down ass | |
| G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
| If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
| I' m a sneaker addict, drug fanatic | |
| I live lavish, got more carots, that bunny rabbits | |
| I plant ' Marry | |
| I', courtyard groupie' s lurkin' | |
| An them s wit no is always jerkin' | |
| An s handcuff hoes like female cops | |
| I got ma wrists all froze, so the | |
| COs dropAyo ' em drink | |
| Malibu, dre drink henny | |
| Banks drink | |
| Baileys and buck drink remi | |
| I' m on the 7 a glock like, | |
| I' m still smellin' musty | |
| Leavin' Barcelona for some | |
| Argentina | |
| Ye man GUnit stunts it ain' t nothin' | |
| Million dollar deals ' cos our fans dare hustle | |
| I stay stuntin', my glock stay pumpin' 5858, | |
| I got my cell phone jumpin' | |
| T O N Y the talk of | |
| New YorkBlowin' dro in the 6, on the way to court | |
| These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my , love my ink | |
| These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
| I stay hater free ' cos | |
| I' mma down ass | |
| G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
| If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
| You in the | |
| CBA, I' m in the | |
| NBAIt' s the rap | |
| TMac, I stay with a gat | |
| Click clack, | |
| I sit back ' n' watch my soldiers attack | |
| Ya rhymes a snitches, homie | |
| I' m dealin' with fact | |
| Keep my car out the sun so the paint wont fade' | |
| N' if my jewels don' t ne it' s time to upgrade | |
| I' mma ball till | |
| I fall, s can' t ruin me | |
| From platinum plaques, wall to wall jewelery | |
| I love my style, hoes scream my name | |
| It' s Tony | |
| Yayo, a cats scowl in the game | |
| See s wanna kill me like sindy in scream | |
| But I pack the | |
| MacNilly wit a inferred beam | |
| Ayo I' m on daily like | |
| Freddy in the dream' | |
| N' my chains so heavy, it spotted to my spleen | |
| You front on my team, ma s will finish you | |
| Automatic tray pound will ' diminish you | |
| These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my , love my ink | |
| These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
| I stay hater free ' cos | |
| I' mma down ass | |
| G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
| If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents |
| zuò qǔ : Bakshi, Bernard, Pyarelal ... | |
| These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my , love my ink | |
| These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
| I stay hater free ' cos | |
| I' mma down ass | |
| G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
| If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
| I' m in town dog, | |
| Mexican brown dog | |
| I' m signed to interscope, | |
| I' m grims a | |
| Cnote500 cokily add to a kilo | |
| ID rather be rich, than snitch out cold | |
| My crack in sinthostat, drummers with hunny hats | |
| My from | |
| D. R., switch ' em with bigger stash | |
| Movin' my work, jus' for some boots ' n' a skirt | |
| I was loose but she complainin' it hurt | |
| Ice skatin' on ice, | |
| I got these crack heads, scrapin' the mic | |
| Late at night, be shakin' her dice | |
| Runnin' from feds, like | |
| I had Jerry rice legs' | |
| Cos the and the rice come from pac and them plant eggs | |
| It' s the top shotter that rocked prada | |
| That rhymed proper | |
| In high school | |
| I had ex in my gym locker | |
| Locker, locker, locker | |
| These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my , love my ink | |
| These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
| I stay hater free ' cos | |
| I' mma down ass | |
| G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
| If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
| I' m a sneaker addict, drug fanatic | |
| I live lavish, got more carots, that bunny rabbits | |
| I plant ' Marry | |
| I', courtyard groupie' s lurkin' | |
| An them s wit no is always jerkin' | |
| An s handcuff hoes like female cops | |
| I got ma wrists all froze, so the | |
| COs dropAyo ' em drink | |
| Malibu, dre drink henny | |
| Banks drink | |
| Baileys and buck drink remi | |
| I' m on the 7 a glock like, | |
| I' m still smellin' musty | |
| Leavin' Barcelona for some | |
| Argentina | |
| Ye man GUnit stunts it ain' t nothin' | |
| Million dollar deals ' cos our fans dare hustle | |
| I stay stuntin', my glock stay pumpin' 5858, | |
| I got my cell phone jumpin' | |
| T O N Y the talk of | |
| New YorkBlowin' dro in the 6, on the way to court | |
| These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my , love my ink | |
| These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
| I stay hater free ' cos | |
| I' mma down ass | |
| G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
| If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
| You in the | |
| CBA, I' m in the | |
| NBAIt' s the rap | |
| TMac, I stay with a gat | |
| Click clack, | |
| I sit back ' n' watch my soldiers attack | |
| Ya rhymes a snitches, homie | |
| I' m dealin' with fact | |
| Keep my car out the sun so the paint wont fade' | |
| N' if my jewels don' t ne it' s time to upgrade | |
| I' mma ball till | |
| I fall, s can' t ruin me | |
| From platinum plaques, wall to wall jewelery | |
| I love my style, hoes scream my name | |
| It' s Tony | |
| Yayo, a cats scowl in the game | |
| See s wanna kill me like sindy in scream | |
| But I pack the | |
| MacNilly wit a inferred beam | |
| Ayo I' m on daily like | |
| Freddy in the dream' | |
| N' my chains so heavy, it spotted to my spleen | |
| You front on my team, ma s will finish you | |
| Automatic tray pound will ' diminish you | |
| These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
| BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
| These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
| Love my , love my ink | |
| These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
| I stay hater free ' cos | |
| I' mma down ass | |
| G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
| If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents |