Romantica (Remastered)
ANGIE MARTINEZ
Miscellaneous
Whoo!
Even though you got no money
Other chicks be actin funny
It don't matter boy cuz I got love for you
(a nice guy that like to fuck alot)
I'm so tired of all these playaz
And I don't mean to be a hater
But I know just what I'm lookin for
(a nice guy that like to fuck alot)
This is for my on the low niggas
Average joe niggas
You know, I'm tallkin plain ol' niggas
Big up, big up all the regular dudes
Appreciate 'em after dealin wit a playa or two
What I'm sayin to you, is all the ice is nice
But a girl get tired of payin the price
See it aint what we eat, it's how we do
I like Mr. Chal, but we can do BBQ
Fuckin wit you, you gon get to my heart
We can chill, crack jokes, smoke a L in the park
And when it come to lovin, you go hard...
Yeah, now that's really what a girl want
And uh, nobody can do me
Like you, so you the one that I'm givin it to
For rich or tore up, I'm in it wit you
For you fake smooth niggas, I'm finished wit you
Beat it
Yo, yo, uh
I shine, you shine
Gotta alotta big things playa that's nice
I don't wanna knock your hustle but I know your kind
And I don't trust ya so I'm lookin for mine
Not tryin to sell me the gathos, not poppin bottles
Not tryin to stick it to models
You know misled bitches, after your riches
Try to throw me in the mix don't even notice a difference
I don't like Coogie sweaters anyway
I like a nigga in a hoodie better anyday
I'm not a chick-en, I'm not to be tricked on
Matter fact you the rea-son
That I, don't wanna get with playaz no more
I wanna low key nigga fo' sho
You don't really gotta be my boyfriend
I'm sayin though...
But I got Cristal ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love
But I got platinum ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love
I'm sayin though girl can we talk for a minute though?
I got some things I wanna talk to you about
{Yeah?}
y'know, don't front girl
{What is it, what is it, that you have that I need}
I'm sayin, I got alotta stuff you see the ice
you see the way I'm flossin, aint nobody in this club
flossin like me, they don't got what I got, y'knowhatimsayin?
I got good looks, I got furs
{Right, really, what are you... what are you bringin to me that I need
in my life...}
I'm bringin to you a good lookin nigga wit alotta things man,
aint too many niggas that can offer you alotta things and good looks
at the same time though, y'knowhatimsayin, you smell that...
{Tell you what...}
I got cars...
{You got cars?}
I got houses, I got what you need, what you need?
{But the thing is, the thing is I got a job }
You gotta be out?
{No I gotta job}
Oh you gotta job?
{Right so I have things }
What your job gotta do wit a nigga like me, you won't have to work no more girl
{But I like to work, I like...}
I'm sayin I know you like to work, you can work on me, y'knawmean
{That's really special}
Huh?
{That's really special}
That's real special, I'm a special nigga, I'm sayin I got what you need...
{You are a special nigga, you are a special, special nigga}
I see you sippin all that Mo', what you need, you want some Cristal?
{No I'm good all I... you know... I got a job like I told you so If I really needed
some Cristal I could really just... go to the bar and buy myself a bottle of Cristal
what I'm askin you, is what you, are bringin to the table}
I'm bringin alotta things to the table,
I mean I offered you ice, cars, cribs, whatever you need
and I don't even know you like that but I'm...
But I got platinum ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love...
Miscellaneous
Whoo!
Even though you got no money
Other chicks be actin funny
It don't matter boy cuz I got love for you
(a nice guy that like to fuck alot)
I'm so tired of all these playaz
And I don't mean to be a hater
But I know just what I'm lookin for
(a nice guy that like to fuck alot)
This is for my on the low niggas
Average joe niggas
You know, I'm tallkin plain ol' niggas
Big up, big up all the regular dudes
Appreciate 'em after dealin wit a playa or two
What I'm sayin to you, is all the ice is nice
But a girl get tired of payin the price
See it aint what we eat, it's how we do
I like Mr. Chal, but we can do BBQ
Fuckin wit you, you gon get to my heart
We can chill, crack jokes, smoke a L in the park
And when it come to lovin, you go hard...
Yeah, now that's really what a girl want
And uh, nobody can do me
Like you, so you the one that I'm givin it to
For rich or tore up, I'm in it wit you
For you fake smooth niggas, I'm finished wit you
Beat it
Yo, yo, uh
I shine, you shine
Gotta alotta big things playa that's nice
I don't wanna knock your hustle but I know your kind
And I don't trust ya so I'm lookin for mine
Not tryin to sell me the gathos, not poppin bottles
Not tryin to stick it to models
You know misled bitches, after your riches
Try to throw me in the mix don't even notice a difference
I don't like Coogie sweaters anyway
I like a nigga in a hoodie better anyday
I'm not a chick-en, I'm not to be tricked on
Matter fact you the rea-son
That I, don't wanna get with playaz no more
I wanna low key nigga fo' sho
You don't really gotta be my boyfriend
I'm sayin though...
But I got Cristal ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love
But I got platinum ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love
I'm sayin though girl can we talk for a minute though?
I got some things I wanna talk to you about
{Yeah?}
y'know, don't front girl
{What is it, what is it, that you have that I need}
I'm sayin, I got alotta stuff you see the ice
you see the way I'm flossin, aint nobody in this club
flossin like me, they don't got what I got, y'knowhatimsayin?
I got good looks, I got furs
{Right, really, what are you... what are you bringin to me that I need
in my life...}
I'm bringin to you a good lookin nigga wit alotta things man,
aint too many niggas that can offer you alotta things and good looks
at the same time though, y'knowhatimsayin, you smell that...
{Tell you what...}
I got cars...
{You got cars?}
I got houses, I got what you need, what you need?
{But the thing is, the thing is I got a job }
You gotta be out?
{No I gotta job}
Oh you gotta job?
{Right so I have things }
What your job gotta do wit a nigga like me, you won't have to work no more girl
{But I like to work, I like...}
I'm sayin I know you like to work, you can work on me, y'knawmean
{That's really special}
Huh?
{That's really special}
That's real special, I'm a special nigga, I'm sayin I got what you need...
{You are a special nigga, you are a special, special nigga}
I see you sippin all that Mo', what you need, you want some Cristal?
{No I'm good all I... you know... I got a job like I told you so If I really needed
some Cristal I could really just... go to the bar and buy myself a bottle of Cristal
what I'm askin you, is what you, are bringin to the table}
I'm bringin alotta things to the table,
I mean I offered you ice, cars, cribs, whatever you need
and I don't even know you like that but I'm...
But I got platinum ven aqui
Mami, let me buy your love...
Credits
Writer(s): Al Stillman, Dino Verde, Renato Rascel
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