50 Cent - Puppy Love lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - Puppy Love lyrics]
Call it puppy love
Curtis and Tisha in the tree k-IS-S-IN-G
She was pregnant by me once
Glad she didn't have it
'Cause I be paying child support now
Goddamn it tish was my bitch
'til she fucked my god brother
I was heated when I heard
Wanted to go upside his head
It was Christmas I just bought
The bitch a sheepskin kid
I was sick to my stomach
Nigga this is real shit
I ain't the sensitive type
I ain't sit' around crying
I caught the bitch on the avenue
And punched her in the eye
Call it puppy love
Curtis and Janelle in the tree k-IS-S-IN-G
D's came locked my ass up like a savage
Then came Doobie in the baby carriage
Imagine how it felt summer
Day pretty blue skies
I gased memorized at her emerald green eyes
I'm so into you baby we don't even got touch
That the type shit I say when
I really want to fuck
'Cause her cousin Tisha lived by
Baby spot in forty
Sold crack before rap so everybody know me
Chase Jus down cut his head
The motherfucker owe me vick's spinning
Cheek's was the hottest rapper in the hood
I ain't hate
But on the low I didn't think he was good
We wore Timberland boots, Carhartt suit's
You can tell a nigga paid
When his Filas shoes suede
Rock a Caesar or a fade kept
A pistol or a blade
Try to flip a 62 like every couple days
I get knocked I come home it's
All a part of the game catch a snitch
Cut a snitch or put one in his frame
It's like every other summer I was
Back and forth to jail
Telling nanna Im copping out
So i don't need bail
Just the convesary put the money
Orders in the mail
Call it puppy love
Curtis and Deawn in the tree k-IS-S-IN-G
Call it puppy love call it puppy love
She came to see me on the alley
Wrote me letters all the time
And I responded to the letters so
She stayed on my mind told myself I'ma grind
As soon as I get out
That paper what I'm about
After 4 months home I had the Land I shine
2 months later I copped the Benz my nine
Stay all cocked even when it's hot, Task out
TNT on the block, make yourself get knocked
I just love 'em and leave 'em
I don't give a fuck
I mean she didn't give a fuck
She had a nigga in my truck
Call it puppy love
Curtis and Shaniqua in the tree k-IS-S-IN-G
Call it puppy love, haha
Yeah call it puppy love call it puppy love
Curtis and Tisha in the tree k-IS-S-IN-G
She was pregnant by me once
Glad she didn't have it
'Cause I be paying child support now
Goddamn it tish was my bitch
'til she fucked my god brother
I was heated when I heard
Wanted to go upside his head
It was Christmas I just bought
The bitch a sheepskin kid
I was sick to my stomach
Nigga this is real shit
I ain't the sensitive type
I ain't sit' around crying
I caught the bitch on the avenue
And punched her in the eye
Call it puppy love
Curtis and Janelle in the tree k-IS-S-IN-G
D's came locked my ass up like a savage
Then came Doobie in the baby carriage
Imagine how it felt summer
Day pretty blue skies
I gased memorized at her emerald green eyes
I'm so into you baby we don't even got touch
That the type shit I say when
I really want to fuck
'Cause her cousin Tisha lived by
Baby spot in forty
Sold crack before rap so everybody know me
Chase Jus down cut his head
The motherfucker owe me vick's spinning
Cheek's was the hottest rapper in the hood
I ain't hate
But on the low I didn't think he was good
We wore Timberland boots, Carhartt suit's
You can tell a nigga paid
When his Filas shoes suede
Rock a Caesar or a fade kept
A pistol or a blade
Try to flip a 62 like every couple days
I get knocked I come home it's
All a part of the game catch a snitch
Cut a snitch or put one in his frame
It's like every other summer I was
Back and forth to jail
Telling nanna Im copping out
So i don't need bail
Just the convesary put the money
Orders in the mail
Call it puppy love
Curtis and Deawn in the tree k-IS-S-IN-G
Call it puppy love call it puppy love
She came to see me on the alley
Wrote me letters all the time
And I responded to the letters so
She stayed on my mind told myself I'ma grind
As soon as I get out
That paper what I'm about
After 4 months home I had the Land I shine
2 months later I copped the Benz my nine
Stay all cocked even when it's hot, Task out
TNT on the block, make yourself get knocked
I just love 'em and leave 'em
I don't give a fuck
I mean she didn't give a fuck
She had a nigga in my truck
Call it puppy love
Curtis and Shaniqua in the tree k-IS-S-IN-G
Call it puppy love, haha
Yeah call it puppy love call it puppy love