Artist: Ancient Coins
Album:  n/a
Song:   Baby Luv
Typed by: Cno Evil

[Intro: Armel, Spanky Splash]
Ain't a damn thing funny, it's all about the Coins
Shorty I ain't trynna run up in you honey
Ain't a damn thing funny, it's all about the money

[Armel]
I come from dark place, New York, D.E.A. and Franklin
Stay away from skitties, cuz they cooty be like stinky
Well Coins bags shams, I'm on to ya mama
Into older women, word, they cause less drama
Now Coins'll bag you, if your love is true
Might have sex with you and your crew
Into digging guts, word baby, don't fess
I ease with no disease, plus I took an AIDS test

[Spanky Splash]
Mami's call me poppito, have my way just like Carlito
My style is like an old school, '85 Coleco
Perrito, coming from overseas, by the boxes
I'm bouncing in the gutter, smell strong like fifty oxes
The blocks get flooded with drugs, attract thugs
Chicken heads is blowing the pigs, that's bugged

[Chorus: Spanky Splash, Armel]
Shorty I ain't trynna run up in you honey
Ain't a damn thing funny, it's all about the Coins
Shorty I ain't trynna run up in you honey
Ain't a damn thing funny, it's all about the money

[Spanky Splash]
She got a disease, what happen to Eazy E, what happen to me?
Word is bond, when I knock the boots, I keep my socks on

[Destroya]
Aiyo, the rhyme is dedicated to this girl named ill
We been through our differences, but always remain chill
She don't got no doubt, cuz I do what the fuck I feel
We live together, paying 50/50 on the bill

[Spanky Splash]
So to you muthafuckas, who be playing the fool
Yo, I won't say shit, I'm just keeping it cool

[Hook: Spanky Splash]
Shorty I ain't trynna run up in you honey
Ain't a damn thing funny, it's all about the money
Baby luv, baby, baby, baby
Baby girl, baby, baby, baby

[Spanky Splash]
Yo, baby luv is a jewel that's as sweet as is gold
To understanding the love, is the greatest story ever told
Let you walk by me, only fools do that
Let you take two steps, then I came from the back
Clapped ya hand, gave you that look of intriguement
Told you I more divine with the special treatment
Sugar daddy, always on the hunt for sweets
Recognize by the best, from rap sheets to bed sheets
I can see it in ya eyes, that you like my stee
After you write ya phone digit, we gon' smoke this blee
Walking down a bombing arm, blowing G in ya ear
Don't wanna hear about ya past lover, as I don't care
Let's deal wit the real, dawn that's in ya path
Make you giggle and talk, talk about me wit yo staff
Claiming me, your dime piece, you be naming me
You can't game a game, so it ain't no gaining me