"Can You Still Love Me" lyrics
"Can You Still Love Me"
(feat. Natasha Barr)
Got the call boo...
Got to go make this money...
Know what I'm sayin... yea...
Now you know we built like that...
Baby tell me when you're gone (when you're out the door)
Can you still love me?
Are you foolin' around, are you playing baby?
Baby tell me when you're gone (when you're out the door)
Can you still love me?
(You know I still love you)
Are you foolin' around, are you playing baby?
Playing with my heart, Don't play
Now I rip rhymes, we all know this to be true so
When I do my thing I want more fame than Menudo
For suitable conditioning so we could live up in a wealthy type of citizen
Billboard positioning, in the kitchen there's a sub-zero
I play the hero in the action fiction movie called Rap Like Deniro
My ill flow keeps me outdoors, doing tours from shore to shores, rocking microphones for me and yours but...
(Baby its so hard)
I know its hard but lord understand I'm the man that need's the mic, come on...
(Many girls are after you)
(Hard to drop my guard)
And while I'm out on tour, keep your hands off my girl...
Baby tell me when you're gone (when you're out the door)
Can you still love me?
Are you foolin' around, are you playing baby?
Baby tell me when you're gone (when you're out the door)
Can you still love me?
(You know I still love you)
Are you foolin' around, are you playing baby?
Playing with my heart, Don't play
Now the type of things like diamond rings, (I'm still in love)
Mink coats, cars and boats
Come from notes
That come out my throat
The rhyme I wrote got me making paper, (I want your love)
Hate to tell you this but I'm a list the things you got
Cause my style's hot
Like it or not I got to go on tour
Keep ya chillin' gots to make some more
Million dollar house with marble floor
All because your style is special to me
Got to make sure you're always living comfortably
Don't cha see... (Baby it's so hard...) I know its hard but
Understand that I need the mic, Come on
(Many girl's are afer you)
(Hard to drop my guard)
... What, and while I'm out on tour keep your hands off my girl...
Baby tell me when you're gone (when you're out the door)
Can you still love me?
Are you foolin' around, are you playing baby?
Baby tell me when you're gone (when you're out the door)
Can you still love me?
(You know I still love you)
Are you foolin' around, are you playing baby?
Playing with my heart, Don't play
Now the moral of the story is show me the money
Make a billion dollars if you just let me honey
Funny yesterday we was dead broke
Now you're in the pool doing backstroke
All off what the Mack wrote
It's strictly business like I'm EPMD
It's mic check, 60 minutes on stage is what they see
Then it's back into the arms of my lady
I love you though, I know my style drives you crazy and...
Baby tell me when you're gone (when you're out the door)
Can you still love me?
Are you foolin' around, are you playing baby?
Baby tell me when you're gone (when you're out the door)
Can you still love me?
(You know I still love you)
Are you foolin' around, are you playing baby?
Playing with my heart, Don't play
Writer(s): Craig J. Mack, Sherwin Christopher Charles, Marc Nelson, Jeff Freeman
- AZLyrics
- C
- Craig Mack Lyrics
album:
"Operation: Get Down" (1997)
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