We Love You

[Verse 1 - Lupe Fiasco] That's what they say to me And I entertain it quite playfully Serious though, I'm Curious George Killing cats with the flow, type gracefully Lean back and I raise my feet Give a little blow 'fore I taste my tea On a world tour I'm in Gay Paris Lu at the Louvre can't wait to see 8.50 I done paid my fee Say "what up Venus?" then I take my leave Hit collect and debate a spree It's hard to sit it down like a maitre d' Watch all the pretty little mates to be They be tryna picture how I make my cheese Little apricot on the crêpe I eat Running late on my Casio face I see Chefs in the kitchen tryna bake my steeze But I keep it chilled, bout a 8 degrees Everywhere I go I gotta take my skis So cool turn milk into Tasty Freez Used to watch Charlie go to make believe Euro-star, first class, take my seat Few more pounds in my HMP Now I got the bounce I can make them sing [Hook] We love you We love you, we love you Yes we do, we love you Yes we do (x2) (F-F-From the bottom of their hearts) [Verse 2 - Sway] She said she loves me, And I believe her Making it 100 times harder for me to lead her (on) I'm so eager to prevail If music was a female I'd shag her And end up coming quicker than an e-mail Bye, ?, Au revoir, Arriba! I'm going overseas so hide your daughters behind the doors The minor tours and tore them down like minotaurs Fine With metaphors from when I thought clitorises were dinosaurs (Sway) But I don't roll with a tech But I will, if you go against my code of respect If I don't hustle then my heart will stop Back in Britain, rappers press up half the stock I move and they ain't moving half the stock And they can't fit in my shoes, so put a sock in it Better yet a stocking 'fore I sock it to you You're a laughing stock America passed my ?, pass the buck I'm about to blow so fast before I started We've already passed the aftershock (She loves it) And I still believe her, making it 200 times harder for me to handle it I'm coming to America But I ain't playing football with you folks Cos the last time, the bloke picked the ball up And ran with it Pass me my passport and my cargo She's still yelling and telling me I can't go Lupe is belling me, my plane is about to leave I'm on my way to Chi-car-go [Hook] (F-F-From the bottom of their hearts) (repeated)