BANKS, Steelz, Ghostface Killah - Love + War lyrics
BANKS [Jillian Rose Banks] Orange County, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[BANKS, Steelz, Ghostface Killah - Love + War lyrics]
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but you put me in line
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but you put me in line
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
What are you keeping score for?
Yo she fucked around and cut up
My rhyme books to shreds
She caught me fucking her friend in our bed
I used to try to tell her
To stop talking to the fellas
Come around with that short ass
Dress and soft melons
Zigliani shit the deed to the crib
Balenciaga wrist, a gift from the kid
But we stay beefing, boo with no brocolli
Everytime I come in the crib
I’m in the hot seat
Breaking all my watches gold plate Versace
You said you didn’t mean that
Shit cause you was toxi
Probably argue everday as a hobby
We used to be like Claire and Bill Cosby
So what the hell we held hands on the regular
Writing I love you on napkins
On the table love
Completion it depends on the season
Cause soon as June and July hit we beefin’
Not speaking it increases
Feels like my love broke down to depletion
Then we get back together that’s decent
Last week you keyed my Benz and that’s recent
She’s bitchin’ I’m bitchin’
She’s switchin, I’m switchin’
She’s talkin’ I’m not listenin’
I’m bitchin’ bout her in the kitchen
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
What are you keeping score for?
She’s high maintenance she lacks patience
But for her love, there’s no replacement
Face to face, waist embrace
Men chase the taste and most will get sprung
From the first engagement
I met her on a downtown street down east
Now it seems she’s always around me
And her love has astounded me, bounded me
There’s no way I can break free
A servant to her will
I’m a merchant to her field
I poured my heart out
And she let my love spill
Out on the floor the love changed the war
Both trying to win trying to claim the law
Infatuation morphed to fabrication
Passion kept alive through imagination
Opposite sides attract and collided
The collision was a bad decision
Two lovers trapped in one prison
Trying to separate like nuclear fission
She’s bitchin’ I’m bitchin’
She’s switchin, I’m switchin’
She’s talkin’ I’m not listenin’
I’m bitchin’ bout her in the kitchen
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
What are you keeping score for?
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
You best secure your borders
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but you put me in line
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but you put me in line
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but you put me in line
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but you put me in line
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
What are you keeping score for?
Yo she fucked around and cut up
My rhyme books to shreds
She caught me fucking her friend in our bed
I used to try to tell her
To stop talking to the fellas
Come around with that short ass
Dress and soft melons
Zigliani shit the deed to the crib
Balenciaga wrist, a gift from the kid
But we stay beefing, boo with no brocolli
Everytime I come in the crib
I’m in the hot seat
Breaking all my watches gold plate Versace
You said you didn’t mean that
Shit cause you was toxi
Probably argue everday as a hobby
We used to be like Claire and Bill Cosby
So what the hell we held hands on the regular
Writing I love you on napkins
On the table love
Completion it depends on the season
Cause soon as June and July hit we beefin’
Not speaking it increases
Feels like my love broke down to depletion
Then we get back together that’s decent
Last week you keyed my Benz and that’s recent
She’s bitchin’ I’m bitchin’
She’s switchin, I’m switchin’
She’s talkin’ I’m not listenin’
I’m bitchin’ bout her in the kitchen
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
What are you keeping score for?
She’s high maintenance she lacks patience
But for her love, there’s no replacement
Face to face, waist embrace
Men chase the taste and most will get sprung
From the first engagement
I met her on a downtown street down east
Now it seems she’s always around me
And her love has astounded me, bounded me
There’s no way I can break free
A servant to her will
I’m a merchant to her field
I poured my heart out
And she let my love spill
Out on the floor the love changed the war
Both trying to win trying to claim the law
Infatuation morphed to fabrication
Passion kept alive through imagination
Opposite sides attract and collided
The collision was a bad decision
Two lovers trapped in one prison
Trying to separate like nuclear fission
She’s bitchin’ I’m bitchin’
She’s switchin, I’m switchin’
She’s talkin’ I’m not listenin’
I’m bitchin’ bout her in the kitchen
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
What are you keeping score for?
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
You best secure your borders
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but you put me in line
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but
You coulda been mine but you put me in line