Got To Do

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?
What's love?
What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe
What's love?
What's love?
What's love?
What's love? Got to do, got to do with it, babe
What's love?
What's love? Got to do, got to do with it, babe
What's love?
What's love? Yeah, uh, 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, ma be the chain or the whip, I don't know what it is
We just party and bullshit, come on, mommy, put your body in motion, you gotta 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, I want the Thug Joey Crack on top of me (Uh-huh)
Don't want your stacks (Yeah), just break my back (Uh), gonna cut you no slack (Woo), 'cause I'm on it like that (Uh)
Come on (Yeah, yeah, y'all) and put it (Yeah, yeah, y'all)
On me (Put it on ya, girl), on me (I'ma put it on ya, girl)
What's love?
What's love?