🎵 Love The Way (Down For You PT2) // by Mobb Deep

15 Contributors Love The Way (Down For You PT2) Lyrics [Chorus: H.E.R.] Love I love the way you get Late night up in my bed Say you're thinking that this is love And as we touch, can't get enough, babe Of your love, your love, yeah [Verse 1: Havoc] Yeah, say that, talk that shit to me (To me) Nasty as you want, got permission to be On the mission, we movin' differently Trips to wherever that's fit for a queen Talk of back then was a different me Blind trust, now I gotta know is she in for me All in, let me see your hand, what you workin' with Shit real, I just wanna know what the purpose is Love you for free, but you gotta work for this Met gala VIP pass, the mode we in Slow down, never on ten, we always in Chicks in the comments like, "We were more than friends" You don't let 'em trick you out your spot 'cause you know in the end They just wanna be where you at and Deep'll win When we all alone, you know we go in Know this is real and not pretend, it's [Chorus: H.E.R.] Love I love the way you get Late night up in my bed Say you're thinking that this is love And as we touch, can't get enough, babe Of your love, your love, yeah [Verse 2: Nas] Silk shirts and my chest show, still a flirt I blew a kiss to Jorja Smith from afar at the H.E.R. concert A star is born, Kris Kristofferson Whisk you off your feet, pretty lady, steal your oxygen 'Cause you've never been around cars with this engine sound Hit the AP store, guess who got you drippin' now French Riviera, big boats like cruise ships Ice strokes project dudes who move rich Talkin' too easy, stretchin' and moans We fly from our heads to our toes Embroidery all on our clothes with our initials The letters say, "Jones" We caught a lil' vibe overseas, now we sexin' in Rome She get chills from flashbacks, I feel that I check all boxes, money, street cred and real rap (Facts) Watchin' cricket with my missus in my palace We just kick it, she say I'm different, I'm valid (Valid) [Chorus: H.E.R.] Love I love the way you get Late night up in my bed Say you're thinking that this is love And as we touch, can't get enough, babe Of your love, your love, yeah [Verse 3: Prodigy] Yeah, I don't buy shit All of my chips go where I live Hook it up nice, James Bond, stylin' Hi-tech shit, expensive shower heads TV's in the mirror, watching Housewives with My bad chick, pool size jaccuzz' Bubble bath that, ooh, we feeling in the mood For some slow wet sex, pussy real splashy She told me go long and threw it back at me Babe, what do you say, you and I stay in love forever? Life is but a dream, don't wake me Sprees at Vinnie's, them lil t-shirts look perf' on your titties, my baby Live crazy and die of old age, we Stress free everything's all love lately Ever since we hooked up, life is wavy We anchor the yacht wherever the sun blazing (Blazing) [Chorus: H.E.R.] Love I love the way you get Late night up in my bed Say you're thinking that this is love And as we touch, can't get enough, babe Of your love, your love, yeah