SHABAAM SAHDEEQ - I Still Love Her lyrics

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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

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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 sho

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

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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 its time to put the crew on the map

Sinister Sounds, Sinister Sounds