- Votes:
- Composer:
- Vonkeli Williams / Sahdeeq / Honorable
 
- See also:
Shabaam Sahdeeq - I Still Love Her lyrics
Hip Hop
Don't know what I'd do without you
 Common said he used to love her but I love her still
 She got a couple of my peoples a house on the hill
 And when I'm the club she all I wanna hear
 My crew all here smell that draw in the air
 And it been that way for 'bout 15 years
 She took me through pain, sweat and lots of tears
 She change like chameleon
 One week she got her head wrapped, next week she got Prada on
 She took niggaz out the hood
 Got 'em eating good, got 'em feeling good, got 'em living good
 The first time I met her, she came through the door with Rakim
 She had me doing the wop
 Hoping that feeling won't stop
 Sometime I caught her on a conscious tip
 But most times she want to yap about diamonds and whips
 But she universal, she got all that with her
 Loving her body I couldn't wait to hit her
 Got with her had to get her in my clutch and thrust
 'Cos I love to lust, and lust to love
 That's how I feel, she international, shores can't hold her
 Sometimes she be in the hand of fake promoters
 [Chorus]
 That's why I love you
 Hip hop I don't know what you do to me
 But I love you
 I heard some say they lost careers
 But all I know is I love you
 Hip hop I don't know what you do to me
 But I love you
 That's hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop
 She took me around the world, explored the globe
 She took me through highs and lows that's all I know
 She ride in the whip with me on full blast
 I love it when she boost that bass that fat ass
 She flirt with guitar strings
 Pianos and things
 Been hitting it for years
 Not a one night fling
 She be in the west with Snoop, the east with Jay
 In the south with Ludacris, midwest with Nelly
 And the studio's the telly where I bust on her belly
 Even though she a ho, I'm a pimp for shoShabaam Sahdeeq - I Still Love Her - http://motolyrics.com/shabaam-sahdeeq/i-still-love-her-lyrics.html
 She got a lot of niggaz pussy whipped
 She got lot of kids brainwashed runnin' round with pistols and shit
 Pac died in '96 straight freaking that chick
 Big went to heaven '97 loving that chick
 And I spend a lot of time with her in my room alone
 Blaze her back to back like I be doin' them stokes
[Chorus]
 If I had to die for her I would, it's love for sho
 It's love for rhymes, it's love for beats, it's love for dough
 And when I kiss her and hug her I'm off into another zone
 Thinkin' 'bout the times with her alone
 Thinkin' 'bout the times when we rocked the crowd
 Think about the times when we scraped up dimes to get smoke
 And I love her just the same whether she Blood or Loc, Vice Lord or Folk
 Got me happy like a new leather coat
 Got me hype like I'm sniffin' lines of coke
 With the mic choked in the studio droppin' em quotes
 She got me hooked like fiends with vials of crack
 Over and over, back and forth, keep coming back
 And she made me cry when she told me Pun and L was gone
 Rest in peace but they'll live forever in song, forever in song
 Word, word rest in peace
[Chorus in background with S.S. talking over it]
 Biggie, Biggie Smalls, rest in peace
 Tupac, Tupac Shakur, rest in peace
 Freaky Tah, Freaky Tah, Lost Boyz
 Pig Pun, Big Punisher
 Big L, Harlem, Scott La Rock
 Big P, Trouble T-Roy, yeah, word
 All my fallen soldiers, yeah
 God forgive em, got love for this game, got love for this game, uh huh
 I don't hate on no forms of hip hop, love it all
 Like King Sun once said to me and shit, hip hop like a library
 You go in that library, you pick the book that you want, yeah, pick that book
 Take that home and you read that, love all kind of forms, flavours
 We got the hardcore, we got the commercial, all kind of flavours
 We got all that, we got the underground
 Go in the library you pick the book you want
 No doubt, I love all the flavours, soak that up, soak that up
 Love all the shit right here, hip hop
 Been doin it since '87, love it
 Young cat, now it's time to put the crew on the map
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