Love Jones

[sound byte from the film Love Jones] Darius: Aye Nina Nina: Yeah Darius: Uh, you mind if I play something for you? Nina: N-no, not at all [Hook] Love jones, love jones (I got a) Love jones, love jones (I got a) Love jones, love jones I got a love jones, for your body and your skin tone Love jones, love jones (I got a) Love jones, love jones (I got a) Love jones, love jones I got a love jones [Verse 1] See ya later alligator, call ya Izod She said she even had my songs up in the iPod Didn't believe that chitter chatter, all that blah blah Looking through her recently played, I'm in the top five Said my flow is kinda dope just like a laced blunt Other niggas a bad look just like a lace-front, ew She stood about five two, supreme duffel bag lady, call ya Badu She like that word spit, always bumping Haiku Remind me of a Cinnabon sample I gotta try you Yum, I said I really gotta try you If you was sold up at the store I'd probably buy two Type of jawn that I wish I took to prom Shorty hella bad and she knowing she the bomb Always rolling doobies like Dominican salons And her father went to Mecca got me reading the Koran Ahem, got damn, I'm caught up in the jam Meeting the parents, Ben Stiller, I'm cooling with the fam I'm all happy, niggas hate on me Her moms love me and she always made a plate for me And it's crazy, I'm single all the shorties get to flocking As soon as you wife up, you know they start to blocking That is something I can't understand Creeping through your window late night, call you Brother Man Freak jawn tryna be your Mister Loverman I'm tryna get it groovy but I'm looking for the rubber damn On the other hand, she had a nigga open Year later, she all crying, her pillow soaking A nigga losing train of thought, I'm tryna get focused Reminiscing of the time we was Facebook poking She BBMing when she know I'm in a session The more I keep progressing, the more she steady stressing The crazy shit about it using love as a weapon, damn (love as a weapon, love as a weapon) I said the crazy shit about it using love as a weapon We tryna find a change so we looking for the method The cons is outweighing the pros I be chilling with my niggas, think I'm chilling with them hoes No Things that we gotta discuss What's the point of being together if we don't have trust Damn, now she tryna practice abstinence To keep it funky, I can't fake happiness These conversations is leading to contemplating Should I go or should I stay, I need some confirmation Damn we used to have sparks Keep it funky, you remember in the start Late nights, in the park I'm tryna go together but we start to grow apart I'm tryna go together but we start to grow apart I say I'm tryna go together but we start to grow apart [Hook] Love jones, love jones (I had a) Love jones, love jones (I had a) Love jones, love jones I had a love jones, for your body and your skin tone Love jones I had a love jones for your body and your skin tone