The King's blog: "Lyrics"

[chorus]
K-I-S-S me
(and i just wanna make)
love, love, love
(i love it when you say)
K-I-S-S me
(and i just wanna make)
love, love, love

[verse 1]
ayo the crib got your friends workin
we travelin to france for french curtains
you was there when i was on the bench hurtin
now that i own my team
its only right that i condone my queen
try to show her my dream
and i cant let her get lost now
she carries the money, the hammers and material across town
and understand shes fine
and understand shes mine
she understands the grind
cooks, cleans and irons
and whatever she wanna push, ima co-sign it
and if i aint got it already then ima go find it
i guess im a lucky don
and shes a lucky queen
cuz her jewlery box looks like lucky charms
all color stones
and she know im in the hood
but she also knows that im comin home
mr. raspy thought i was in love with money
til the first time we did tha nasty

[chorus]
K-I-S-S me
(and i just wanna make)
love, love, love
(i love it when you say)
K-I-S-S me
(and i just wanna make)
love, love, love

[verse 2]
whatever the road to paradise is, we on it
gave me your income tax checks so i could get on wit it
those were the days
these are the times
you held me down with nearly damn near everything
even my rhymes
i would play a song for you
and you would let me kno exactly how the ladies would respond
from a womans point of view
and thats why my girl is wit me
i love it wen shes layin in the bed with the with la perla or vickies
the next best thing to a soldier
go hard wit a fat ass and a head full of rollers
just look in her eyes and tell she real
just imagine the way she smell, the way she feel
and the sex was crazy then, its crazy still
and you kno im from the street so its crazy ill
and we waitin on a new island
we been to all of them 4 or 5 times
com'on mami we wilin'

[chorus]
K-I-S-S me
(and i just wanna make)
love, love, love
(i love it when you say)
K-I-S-S me
(and i just wanna make)
love, love, love

[verse 3]
when things were rough the only person i could call was you
now everything i do, i do it all for you
(come touch me, come kiss me, come love me anyway you want boy)
and im good as long as im close to you
we doin what grown folks is supposed to do
(come hold me, come feel me, come take me anyway you want boy)
yo money is great, but what we got is more better
we got the 4 letters
when it comes from the heart theres more pleasure
and the fact that you trust me still
thus far, i appriciate what we've built
all the minks that i bought you that drag on the floor
all the nights that you sat up and bagged it raw
damn im thinkin you gotta hate it
but yet still you tolerate it
thats why mami we gotta make it

[chorus]
K-I-S-S me
(and i just wanna make)
love, love, love
(i love it when you say)
K-I-S-S me
(and i just wanna make)
love, love, love