Everything's Love

[Verse 1] Ever since back in the days things changed We got a record deal now things rearrange Rearrange how true Cause everything I wear is design I sit back in my leather seats pop in my tape and recline Baby is pumping in my system Love we getting jiggy by the way my name is Digge The Mistafiss be I I'm fly You try Denied to me but tonight I'll be the one who keeps on passing you by Step into my sec give me a second or two Give me your number Here's my number in case ya wonder You know I'm living large, check me out I'm chill I guess you didn't know that I'm that Bamma from the Ville (I thought she knew) No she didn't So let's forget the kitten No time to stumble all over a line that's already been bitten Man forget it I guess she wasn't down with the Q So then we swing to another scene to start the rendezvous [Hook] {x4} Everything is love [Verse 2] We stepped outside Chilling with this groupie type chick With lots of gold, resembling my man Slick Rick Where you at? Right (over here) Where ya been? Right (here I come) Where you at? Right (over here) Tell me how it is right I slap palms with Digge Doms Disarming the alarm Mistafiss is in bliss within the cellular phone See, I'ma swing by tell Ding I'll maybe even bring my Black custom made double deuce slang cruiser Moola Who makes the moola? Stoned in a trance like a glace from Medusa Through the rear view paranoia got me peaking Smoke [?] like Uncle Ben for no reason Never shall I wonder, never shall I need Caught up in the game while I'm trying to succeed [?] video, now the whole city know Everything's love Yo it's the poor in swole Dollars I fold I'm in front of your building let's be ready to roll Ayo my man who's ready to scoop me in the black Land' Is you foul boy? But no [?] See everything's love But not so fast cuz Not until I get myself [?] to finish the job Then peace to the 8 Square Mob and yo we outtie Rosta bust a U and head straight for the fucking party Everything's love [Verse 3] Now back to the party (Everybody's having a ball) Love from wall to wall (How we macking 'em all) Hey DJ put us on display While I'm freaking on love every which way Now you're sweating our gear and ah sweating our grammar Now-a-days everyone they wants to be a bammer Now Fee is our manager cause Cat Mandu He hit me on the hip about a gig in Honolulu [Hook] [Outro] Niggas you's tripping. You know what I'm saying, this party is weak. Hahaha. You know what I'm saying? Nigga like me gots to be worldwide. You know, money in my pocket, trying to rocket. Niggas is trying to flow. Let's go. Take us to the airport