Love of My Life
Max B. Cam'ron & Juelz Santana Lyrics


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They got us fuckin' up a storm, kush up till the morn
Breezin' from the telly puffin marijuana
White T and my pelly thuggin' like la Fonz
Made it rain on them bitches a bucket full of ones

We got them gold diggers, cold bitches
That wanna party off patron liquor, car hoppers the hard stoppers
Catch 'em at the party call 'em bar hoppers
We live up in the sky you call 'em star watchers

They chase dope boys trap stars with fast cars
And executives rap stars with black cars
So we could swipe it charge it to the game
Trips to M.I.A. Murcielago in the lane

She's got a thing for slippin' clique and goin' clubbin' at nights
Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
She likes the finer things and fuck with niggaz whose money is right
Ain't nothin' like the love of my life

She love the dick suck it till it cum
She say I'm the best fuck of her life
She give a nigga the energy he need
Whenever he feels nothin' is right

Now we in M.I. party till the noon
Hammers in the ride Ferrari's go zoom
All types of incidentals charges on my room
From last night buggin', we mobbin' with the goons

We hit the town hard, fuckin' with the ladies
Bottles of viva clique, puffin' on the hazy
It's all deja vu seen it all before
Got her in my drop heater on the floor

So I sped off from the spot, gettin' heady rock
Got her in the telly she wouldn't let a nigga pop
And when I woke all I seen was a note
Nigga follow the trail and meet me in A T L

She's got a thing for slippin' clique and goin' clubbin' at nights
Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
She likes the finer things and fuck with niggaz whose money is right
Ain't nothin' like the love of my life

She love the dick suck it till it cum
She say I'm the best fuck of her life
She give a nigga the energy he need
Whenever he feels nothin' is right

Now we pull up in the a shoppin' in Lenox mall
Gotta get fly squad ready to ball
We thinkin' 112 or maybe even visions
Drinks at the bar like baby what you sippin'

Then she told me magic city fat asses and they pretty
They got me blowin' thousands throwin' stacks by the fifty
Got some bitches out of strokers gotta get focus
I'm tryin' to play my cards like a game of strip poker

Flight up in the mornin' gotta get up on her
When I leave you can tell ya friends about my performance
And all the time M.O.B. on my mind
The weekend was nice baby but I'm back to N.Y.

She's got a thing for slippin' clique and goin' clubbin' at nights
Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
She likes the finer things and fuck with niggaz whose money is right
Ain't nothin' like the love of my life

She love the dick suck it till it cum
She say I'm the best fuck of her life




She give a nigga the energy he need
Whenever he feels nothin' is right

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Max B, Cam'ron & Juelz Santana's song Love Of My Life is primarily about a lavish lifestyle filled with drugs, women, and money. The chorus of the song suggests that although the woman in question likes material things, she also likes men who has the money to provide it, hence why there is a reference to gold diggers and car hoppers, and how they party at night with alcohol or marijuana. There is an emphasis on the sexual aspect of the relationship between the woman and the man, with references to oral sex and how she satisfies him when he is feeling down. They later wake up from a night of partying and spend the day shopping, enjoying the finer things in life. The song ends with the man going back home to New York, with the woman staying in Atlanta.


Overall, the song portrays the lifestyle of the rich and famous, with all its excesses and vices. The love of the man's life is not necessarily the woman, but the lifestyle that comes with her. The song provides a window into a world of drugs, money, and sexual promiscuity, reminding us that not everyone values the same things in a relationship.


Line by Line Meaning

They got us fuckin' up a storm, kush up till the morn
We're smoking weed all night and hooking up non-stop.


Breezin' from the telly puffin marijuana
We're chilling in a hotel, smoking weed and relaxing.


White T and my pelly thuggin' like la Fonz
We're dressed in white tees and leather jackets, looking like gangsters.


Made it rain on them bitches a bucket full of ones
We're throwing money at the strippers, making it rain with dollar bills.


We got them gold diggers, cold bitches
We attract women who only care about money and are not genuine.


That wanna party off patron liquor, car hoppers the hard stoppers
They want to party and drink expensive Patron liquor, and they only care about the cars we drive.


Catch 'em at the party call 'em bar hoppers
We meet these women at parties and they are always moving from one bar to another.


We live up in the sky you call 'em star watchers
We live life at a high level, and people see us as celebrities who are always in the spotlight.


They chase dope boys trap stars with fast cars
These women go after drug dealers and rappers who have expensive cars and lots of money.


And executives rap stars with black cars
They also go after successful businesspeople and rappers who drive expensive black cars.


So we could swipe it charge it to the game
We spend money recklessly without worrying about the consequences.


Trips to M.I.A. Murcielago in the lane
We take trips to Miami and drive Lamborghinis.


She's got a thing for slippin' clique and goin' clubbin' at nights
She likes to sneak out and go clubbing at night with her friends.


Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
But nothing compares to our love for each other.


She likes the finer things and fuck with niggaz whose money is right
She is attracted to wealthy men who can give her expensive things and a luxurious lifestyle.


She love the dick suck it till it cum
She enjoys performing oral sex on me until I climax.


She say I'm the best fuck of her life
She considers me the best sexual partner she has ever had.


She give a nigga the energy he need
She motivates and energizes me when I am feeling low.


Whenever he feels nothin' is right
Especially during times when I feel down or hopeless.


Now we in M.I. party till the noon
We're partying in Miami until the afternoon.


Hammers in the ride Ferrari's go zoom
We are armed and driving fast Ferraris.


All types of incidentals charges on my room
There are a lot of miscellaneous charges on my hotel room bill.


From last night buggin', we mobbin' with the goons
We were up all night partying and hanging out with our friends.


We hit the town hard, fuckin' with the ladies
We are going out and pursuing women aggressively.


Bottles of viva clique, puffin' on the hazy
We are drinking Viva Clique and smoking weed.


It's all deja vu seen it all before
We feel like we've experienced this type of night before.


Got her in my drop heater on the floor
I have my convertible car's heater on, with her lying down on the floor of the car.


So I sped off from the spot, gettin' heady rock
I drive away quickly while she is performing oral sex on me.


Got her in the telly she wouldn't let a nigga pop
We go back to the hotel, but she doesn't want to have sex with me.


And when I woke all I seen was a note
When I wake up, I see a note from her.


Nigga follow the trail and meet me in A T L
She tells me to follow a trail and meet her in Atlanta.


Now we pull up in the a shoppin' in Lenox mall
Now we have arrived in Atlanta and are shopping at Lenox Mall.


Gotta get fly squad ready to ball
We need to get dressed up and look good so we can have fun.


We thinkin' 112 or maybe even visions
We are considering going to the nightclubs 112 or Visions.


Drinks at the bar like baby what you sippin'
We order drinks at the bar and ask her what she is drinking.


Then she told me magic city fat asses and they pretty
She tells me about Magic City strip club and how the women there have curvy bodies and are attractive.


They got me blowin' thousands throwin' stacks by the fifty
She also tells me how she spent a lot of money at the strip club and threw stacks of money by the fifty-dollar bill.


Got some bitches out of strokers gotta get focus
She also mentions that they met some women at the strip club and we need to focus on them.


I'm tryin' to play my cards like a game of strip poker
I am trying to seduce these women and have sex with them like in a game of strip poker.


Flight up in the mornin' gotta get up on her
We have an early morning flight and must leave soon, but I need to have sex with her one last time before leaving.


When I leave you can tell ya friends about my performance
After we have sex, she can tell her friends about how good I was in bed.


And all the time M.O.B. on my mind
Throughout all of this, I am always thinking about making money (M.O.B).


The weekend was nice baby but I'm back to N.Y.
The weekend was fun, but now it's time to go back to New York.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JOSEPH JONES, TODD SCOTT, CHARLY WINGATE

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