Love Jones

[sound byte from the film Love Jones]
Darius: Aye Nina
Nina: Yeah
Darius: Uh, you mind if I play something for you?
Nina: N-no, not at all

[Hook]
Love jones, love jones (I got a)
Love jones, love jones (I got a)
Love jones, love jones
I got a love jones, for your body and your skin tone

Love jones, love jones (I got a)
Love jones, love jones (I got a)
Love jones, love jones
I got a love jones

[Verse 1]
See ya later alligator, call ya Izod
She said she even had my songs up in the iPod
Didn't believe that chitter chatter, all that blah blah
Looking through her recently played, I'm in the top five
Said my flow is kinda dope just like a laced blunt
Other niggas a bad look just like a lace-front, ew
She stood about five two, supreme duffel bag lady, call ya Badu
She like that word spit, always bumping Haiku
Remind me of a Cinnabon sample I gotta try you
Yum, I said I really gotta try you
If you was sold up at the store I'd probably buy two
Type of jawn that I wish I took to prom
Shorty hella bad and she knowing she the bomb
Always rolling doobies like Dominican salons
And her father went to Mecca got me reading the Koran
Ahem, got damn, I'm caught up in the jam
Meeting the parents, Ben Stiller, I'm cooling with the fam
I'm all happy, niggas hate on me
Her moms love me and she always made a plate for me
And it's crazy, I'm single all the shorties get to flocking
As soon as you wife up, you know they start to blocking
That is something I can't understand
Creeping through your window late night, call you Brother Man
Freak jawn tryna be your Mister Loverman
I'm tryna get it groovy but I'm looking for the rubber damn
On the other hand, she had a nigga open
Year later, she all crying, her pillow soaking
A nigga losing train of thought, I'm tryna get focused
Reminiscing of the time we was Facebook poking
She BBMing when she know I'm in a session
The more I keep progressing, the more she steady stressing
The crazy shit about it using love as a weapon, damn
(love as a weapon, love as a weapon)
I said the crazy shit about it using love as a weapon
We tryna find a change so we looking for the method
The cons is outweighing the pros
I be chilling with my niggas, think I'm chilling with them hoes
No
Things that we gotta discuss
What's the point of being together if we don't have trust
Damn, now she tryna practice abstinence
To keep it funky, I can't fake happiness
These conversations is leading to contemplating
Should I go or should I stay, I need some confirmation
Damn we used to have sparks
Keep it funky, you remember in the start
Late nights, in the park
I'm tryna go together but we start to grow apart
I'm tryna go together but we start to grow apart
I say I'm tryna go together but we start to grow apart

[Hook]
Love jones, love jones (I had a)
Love jones, love jones (I had a)
Love jones, love jones
I had a love jones, for your body and your skin tone

Love jones

I had a love jones for your body and your skin tone