2leet - Amore Lyrics

I wanna know what's your name mamacita? (hey mamacita)
You drivin' 'em crazy they ain't got belts on they sits (they ain't got belts on they sits)
Just name what you need but one thing no amore (hey no amore)
I'm all about about business no strings no amore (yea no amore)
No amore no amore, what do you want oh my love
Oh my God Oh my God, pray more life yea money more
Bonnie Clyde yea I don't know, pretty eyes yea she got claws
Said I'm crazy yea I know, no fugazi she too raw

Another round of applause, like the sound of of it yea I know
Pinky promise I give you some more, fresh to death from the head to the toe yea
About the cash about the dough, pray to God open doors
Finna buy you all the time on the clock, you a trophy that's straight solid gold yea
Dress you up, in designer, black and white, ain't no panda
Put you on I can make you too lit yea, take you out I can show you my world
Cause I'm one of the realest and rare, look like player but really don't play
All about business she think I don't care yea

I wanna know what's your name mamacita? (hey mamacita)
You drivin' 'em crazy they ain't got belts on they sits (they ain't got belts on they sits)
Just name what you need but one thing no amore (hey no amore)
I'm all about about business no strings no amore (yea no amore)
No amore no amore, what do you want oh my love
Oh my God Oh my God, pray more life yea money more
Bonnie Clyde yea I don't know, pretty eyes yea she got claws
Said I'm crazy yea I know, no fugazi she too raw

We makin' love on a low key, damn I forgot they ain't no strings
We doing our thing on the low ,tell me how did everybody know?
But f*ck it I look too good not to notice, hittin' the finest chick she exquisite
She started changing friends said I got it twisted ain't no more going out on the weekend
I think I'm the reason, now I'm locked up in her heart, my prison
Think you the reason why these niggas hatin'
Straight from the couch and now in the kitchen
She like to cook and she made me chicken
You ain't no food but you're my favorite baby
You ain't no food but you're my favorite baby

I wanna know what's your name mamacita? (hey mamacita)
You driving 'em crazy they ain't got belts on they sits (they ain't got belts on they sits)
Just name what you need but one thing no amore (hey no amore)
I'm all about about business no strings no amore (yea no amore)