Who Do You Love
YG ft. Drake & Fabolous Lyrics
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(Mustard on the beat, ho)
I'm that nigga with the plugs
I'm the nigga who got homies that be sellin' drugs
I'm the nigga on the back street
With the fat heat, niggas better run like athletes
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
I'm that nigga on the block
Police pull up, I'm tryna stash the Glock
Uh, you that nigga on the low-low
You the nigga, you're the one that be talkin' to the po-pos
Uh, Porsche sittin' on Forgi's
Niggas can't afford these
The Panamera shittin' on the 9-11
I call my homies, not 9-11
I'm that nigga with the juice
But I'll never do my nigga like Pac did Q
Bitch, who do you love? (4Hunnid)
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love? (Champagne)
Bitch, who do you love?
I got a shorty named Texas Syn
She got a buddy named Young JB and now you know the deal
We turnt up in the studio late night
That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight
OVO crew, nigga, thought I told you
If you a player in the game, this should hold you
And man, shout my nigga Game, he just rolled through
Eatin' crab out in Malibu at Nobu
A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game
Until these women get the notion that they runnin' the game
They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make
Did 'The Motto", took a flight to the golden state
I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight
Had to leave my nigga, homie got a open case
But I'm big on the west like I'm big in the south
So we gon' pay some people off, we gon' figure it out
And my name too big, and my gang too big
Young Money shit, me and Lil Wayne too big
I'ma crush that ass even if it ain't too big
I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big, what's up?
Bitch, who do you love? (4Hunnid)
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
Bank of America account got six figures
I'm that nigga on the block
Fat heat, run like athletes
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
Bank of America account got six figures
I'm that nigga on the block
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love? (4Hunnid)
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Nigga, we street and we hood
Ain't nobody ever gave us shit
When you see us shinin' it's because we steady grindin'
We stay paper chasin'
Separatin' the real from the fake
The fake from the real
We livin' to die and dyin' to live
Nigga, that's why we got so many women
I'm tryna go deep, hit them ass cheeks
Bust them guts, make her cum
Bitch, you know the game
Ain't a motherfuckin' thing change
Bitch, who do you love?
Ayy, hold up
I done lost too many homies in these past couple years
This shit brazy
Rest in peace, my nigga CJ Mack
Rest in peace, my nigga Cedar Block Frog though (bool)
Rest in peace, my nigga Tiny M
And last but not least, rest in peace, my nigga Big Aaron
The lyrics of YG ft. Drake's song "Who Do You Love" are centered around the idea of masculinity and power. The first verse talks about the singer's experience with violence and crime, as he describes himself as a "nigga with the plugs" who has "homies that be sellin' drugs" and carries a gun. He flexes his financial status and power, boasting that he's "that nigga" with a six-figure bank account, and that he's always ready to protect himself in dangerous situations. In the chorus, he repeatedly asks "Bitch, who do you love?", a question that seems to challenge the women around him to choose him over anyone else.
The second verse begins with the rapper talking about a woman named Texas Syn and a man named Young JB, who are likely his friends or collaborators. He mentions being part of the "OVO crew" (Drake's label), and how this affiliation automatically makes him a player in the game of hip-hop. He shouts out rapper The Game, who has a reputation for being tough and street-smart, and describes himself as the "general" of his "soldiers". The verse ends with a playful sexual pun, as he talks about wanting to have sex with a woman until she orgasms.
Overall, the lyrics of "Who Do You Love" project a sense of confidence, swagger, and hyper-masculinity. They depict a world where money, power, and status are the most important things, and where women are expected to be impressed by a man's bravado and toughness.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm that nigga with the plugs
I have connections to people who can provide illegal substances
I'm the nigga who got homies that be sellin' drugs
I have friends who sell illegal substances
I'm the nigga on the back street
With the fat heat, niggas better run like athletes
I am on the back street with a large gun and anyone who sees me should run away quickly
My Bank of America account got six figures
I have a lot of money in my Bank of America account
I'm that nigga on the block
Police pull up, I'm tryna stash the Glock
I'm the person on the street trying to hide my gun when the police arrive
You're the nigga, you're the one that be talkin' to the po-pos
You're the person that talks to the police
Porsche sittin' on Forgi's
Niggas can't afford these
The Panamera shittin' on the 9-11
I have a Porsche with Forgi wheels, which most people cannot afford. My Panamera is superior to the 911.
I'm the nigga with the juice
But I'll never do my nigga like Pac did Q
I have power, but I will never betray my friends like Tupac did to Ice Cube
Bitch, who do you love?
Who do you have loyalty for?
We turnt up in the studio late night
That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight
We party while recording music, which is why our songs are great
A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game
Until these women get the notion that they runnin' the game
They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make
Did the motto, took a flight to the golden state
There are many haters trying to bring us down. Women offer their bodies for money. I went to California to fulfill my dreams
I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight
Had to leave my nigga, homie got an open case
But I'm big on the west like I'm big in the south
I'm the leader of my group, making sure everyone is okay. I had to leave a friend behind because he is facing charges. I have a lot of power in both the West and South
So we gon' pay some people off, we gon' figure it out
And my name too big, and my gang too big
Young Money shit, me and Lil Wayne too big
Imma crush that ass even if it ain't too big
I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big (Wassup)
We have the money and power to solve our problems. We are famous and powerful as part of Young Money with Lil Wayne. I will win even if it's too easy. I can't make a pinky swear because my ring is too large.
Nigga we street and we hood
Ain't nobody ever gave us shit
When you see us shinin' it's because we steady grindin'
We come from the streets and have had to work hard for everything we have. We shine because we work hard.
Separatin' the real from the fake
The fake from the real
We livin' to die and dyin' to live!
We can spot what's genuine from what's not. We are living for the moment while also knowing we will die someday.
Nigga, that's why we got so many women
I'm tryna go deep, hit them asscheeks
Bust them guts, make her cum
Bitch, you know the game!
Ain't a motherfuckin' thing change!
We have lots of women because we use them for sex. I am trying to have sex with women. You know how the game works, nothing has changed.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dijon Isaiah McFarlane, William Bell, Anthony Forte, Aubrey Drake Graham, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Booker T Jones
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