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  1. Joey Crack, the don, uh
    Yeah, yeah, yah
    Irv Gotti (what's love?)
    Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
    It should be about us, be about trust

    What's love (got to do, got to do with it, babe)?
    What's love? It's about us, it's about trust, babe
    What's love (got to do, got to do with it, babe)?
    What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe (yeah)
    What's love? (Uh, uh, uh)

    Woo, yeah, slow down, baby
    Let you know from the gate I don't go down, lady
    I wanna a chick with thick hips, that licks her lips
    She can be the office type or like to strip
    Girl, you get me aroused how you look in my eye
    But you talk too much, man, you're ruinin' my high
    Don't wanna lose the feelin' 'cause the roof is chillin'
    It's on fire and you lookin' good for the gettin'
    I'ma rider whether in a hoodie or a linen
    A provider, you should see the jewelry on my women
    And I'm livin' it up, the Squad stay fillin' the truck
    With chicks that's willin' to triz with us, huh

    You say you gotta a man and you're in love
    But what's love gotta do with a little ménage?
    After the party, me and you
    Could just slide for a few and she could come too
    That's love

    What's love (got to do, got to do with it, babe?) (Come on)
    What's love? It's about us, it's about trust, babe
    What's love (got to do, got to do with it, babe?) (Yeah, uh)
    What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe (yeah, uh, yeah, yo)
    What's love?

    Mami, I know you got issues, you gotta a man
    But you need to understand that you got somethin' with you
    Ass is fat, frame is little
    Tattoo in your chest with his name in the middle, uh
    I'm not a hater, I just crush a lot
    And the way you shake your booty, I don't want you to stop
    You need to come a little closer (closer, closer)
    And let me put you under my arms like a don is supposed to

    Please, believe, you leave with me
    We be freakin' all night like we was on E
    You need to trust the God and jump in the car
    For a little hard eight at the Taj Mahal
    What's love?

    What's love (got to do, got to do with it, babe?)
    What's love? It's about us, it's about trust, babe
    What's love (got to do, got to do with it, babe?)
    What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe (yeah, uh, yo)
    What's love?

    Yo, I stroll in the club with my hat down
    Michael Jack style, hot steppin', who the Mack now?
    Not my fault 'cause they love the kid
    Might be the chain or the whip, I don't know what it is
    We just party and bullshit, come on, mami
    Put your body in motion, you got a nigga open
    You came here with the heart to cheat
    So you need to sing the song with me
    All my ladies, come on

    When I look in your eyes, there's no stoppin' me (come on)
    I want the don, Joey Crack, on top of me (uh, uh, yeah)
    Don't want your stacks, just break my back (yeah)
    Gonna cut you no slack 'cause we on it like that (uh, woo, uh)
    Come on (yeah, yeah, y'all)
    And put it all (yeah, yeah, y'all) on me (put it on ya, girl)
    On me (I'ma put it on ya, girl)

    What's love (got to do, got to do with it, babe?)
    What's love? It's about us, it's about trust, babe
    What's love got to do, got to do with it, babe?)
    What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe
    What's love.

  2. Intro: Fat Joe & Ashanti]

    Put the fuckin mic on!

    Mic is on?

    Joe Crack the Don, uh!

    Uh.. Irv Gotti!

    What's love?

    Ashanti, Terror.. Terror Squad

    It should be about us, be about trust

    [Chorus: Ashanti & (Ja Rule)]

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It's about us, it's about trust, babe

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe

    What's love?

    [Verse 1: Fat Joe]

    Yeah, uh, uh, uh

    Woo! Yeah, slow down, baby

    Let you know from the gate I don't go down lady

    I wanna chick with thick hips that licks her lips

    She can be the office type or like to strip

    Girl, you get me aroused how you look in my eye

    But you talk too much, man, you're ruinin' my high

    Don't wanna lose the feelin' cause, the roof is chillin

    It's on fire and you lookin good for the gettin'

    I'ma, rider, whether in a hoodie or a linen

    A provider; you should see the jewelry on my women

    And I'm, livin' it up, the Squad stay fillin the truck

    With chicks that's willin' to triz with us, uh

    You say you gotta man and you're in love

    But what's love gotta do with a little menage?

    After the par-tay, me and you

    Could just slide for a few and she could come too

    That's love!

    [Chorus: Ashanti & (Ja Rule)]

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It's about us, it's about trust, babe

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe

    What's love?

    [Verse 2: Fat Joe]

    Yeah, uh – yeah.. yo, uh, yo

    Mami I know you got issues; you gotta man

    But you need to understand that you got somethin' with you

    Ass is fat, frame is little

    Tattoo on your chest with his name in the middle, uh

    I'm not a hater, I just crush a lot

    And the way you shake your booty, I don't want you to stop

    You need to come a little closer… (Come a little closer)

    And let me put you, under my arms like a Don is supposed ta

    Please believe, you leave with me

    We be freakin' all night like we was on E

    You need to trust the God and jump in the car

    For a little hard eight at the Taj Mahal

    What's love?

    [Chorus: Ashanti & (Ja Rule)]

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It's about us, it's about trust, babe

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe

    What's love?

    [Verse 3: Fat Joe]

    Yeah, uh, yo

    Yo I stroll in the club with my hat down

    Michael Jack style, hot steppin', who the mack now?

    Not my fault cause they love the kid

    Might be the chain or the whip, I don't know what it is

    We just party and bullshit; c'mon mami

    Put your body in motion, you got a nigga open

    You came here with the heart to cheat

    So you need to sing the song with me

    All my ladies come on

    [Bridge: Ashanti & (Fat Joe)]

    When I look in your eyes, there's no stoppin' me

    I want the Don Joey Crack on top of me (Uh-huh)

    Don't want your stacks just break my back (Yeah)

    Gonna cut you no slack, cause I'm on it like that (Uh, woo, uh)

    Come on (Yeah yeah, y'all)

    And put it all (Yeah yeah, y'all) on me (Put it on ya, girl)

    On me (I'ma put it on ya, girl)

    [Chorus: Ashanti & (Ja Rule)]

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It's about us, it's about trust, babe

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It's about us, it's about trust, babe

    What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it, babe)

    What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe

    What's love?

  3. Cuban Link interview brought me here… Big Pun came up with the bridge and did a rough recording for his album “Hell Yeah” … the song didn’t make the album but Fat Joe a couple years later took the bridge and re-recorded it and put it in this song. Fat Joe never gave Big Pun’s estate the writers credit.

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