Obie Trice - Love Me Lyrics

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Ya'll don't see me in the hood

It's cuz I'm doing this man

Nigga's I'm still grindin (yeah)

I'm still hearin those sirens

I'm still gettin chased by those lights

Only the light's mine and my mic's on

And my time is none because I'm writin more

And I ain't here to meet a soul in this business

I'm here to eat speak untill these hoes feel this {fo sho}

And I can't let yall derail me man

I got young coby homie you gotta let go of Obie

Cause Obie be back (ain't goin no where man) we got them cracks Goin on

And that yak going on

Soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin

It's whateva put that on the chedda man

But in the meantime

It's Jimmy ivene time (fo sho)

Chase cheese rhyme till my voice give out(fo sho)

This is it my nigga this what we boast about

Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth

And show me love bitch

I just wanna love

For the rest of my life {I dont love you bitch}

I wanna hold you in the mornin {Ha}

Hold you thru the night {Hahaha}

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I just wanna love you

For the rest of my life {We wanna love alcohol we wanna love guns}

I wanna hold you in the mornin {we wanna love money}

Hold you thru the night {Ha we dont wanna love bitches though}

There's a certain mistique when I speak

That you notice that it's sorta unique

Cause you know it's me my poetry's deep

And I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat

You can't sit still

It's like tryin to smoke crack and go to sleep

I'm strap just knowin any minute I could snap

I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped

I bully these rappers so bad lyrically

It ain't even funny I ain't even hungry

It ain't even money you can't pay me enough

For you to play me

It's cock amamie you just aint zanie enough to rock with Shady

My noodle is cock adoodle my clocks koo koo

I got screws loose yeahhh the whole kitten kaboodel

I'm just brutal its no rumor I'm numoro uno

Assume it

There's no humor in it no more you know

I'm rollin with a swollen bowlin ball in my bag

You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass

Em Saying

You better love me bitch

I just wanna love for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

Hold you through the night

(And all the bitches say)

I just wanna love for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

Hold you through the night

My buzz is crazy in the hood they holla my name

If it ain't about the flow

It's about the stones and the chain

If I was you I'd love me too

I roll like a boss 9-11 pause same colour as cranberry sauce

I ain't gonna front I thought R Kelly was da bomb

Then we find out he fuckin round with bow wow bitch

Nigga's eatin popcorn right rewinding the tape

Now shorty momma in the precinct hollar'in "RAPE!"

I'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoe's

I thought little Kim was hot til she started fuckin wit her nose {God Damn}

Use to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet (Obie Trice)

Then the bitch put out a CD that did'nt have no beat (uh ha)

That boy De angelo he determined not to fail

That nigga whipped butt ass for his record to sell

My back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes

And Big Ben taught Charlie b moore to deep throat

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