Artist/Band:
Obie Trice
Lyrics for Song: Luv Me
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Obie Trice
[Obie Trice]
You donÂ’t see me in the hood
ItÂ’s cuz IÂ’m doin this man
[Obie Trice]
Niggaz IÂ’m still grindinÂ’
IÂ’m still hearinÂ’ those sirens
IÂ’m still getting chased by those lights
Only the lights lime, and my mics on
And my time is none
Because IÂ’m writing more
And I aint here to meet a soul in this business
IÂ’m here to eat, speak until these hoes feel this
And I canÂ’t let yÂ’all derail me man
I got young Kobe hommie, you gotta let go of Obie
Cuz Obie be back, we get them craps going on and that giach going on
Soon as a nigga touch down backs from tourin
Cuz whatever put that on the cheddar man
But in the meantime its Jimmy Ivean time
Chase cheese rhyme till my voice give out
This is it my niggaÂ’s, this what we boast about
Now IÂ’m here, so shut your muthafuckin mouth
And show me love bitch
[Chorus]
I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night
I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night
[Eminem]
ThereÂ’s a certain mystique, when I speak
That you notice thatÂ’s sorta unique, cause you know its me
My poetries deep and IÂ’m stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat
You canÂ’t sit still, its like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
IÂ’m strapped, just know in any minute I could snap
IÂ’m the equivalent of what would happen if bush rapped
I bully these rappers so bad, lyribully
It aint even funny, I aint even hungry, it aint even money
You canÂ’t pay me enough, for you to play me, its cock-a-many
You just aint zanney enough, to rock with shady
My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clockÂ’s coo-coo
I got screws loose, yeah the whole kitten kaboodle
IÂ’m just brutal, its no rumor, IÂ’m numero uno
Assume it, thereÂ’s no humor in it
No more you know, IÂ’m rollin with a swollen bowlinÂ’ ball in my bag
YouÂ’ll need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
You better love meÂ… bitch
[Chorus]
I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night
I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night
[50 Cent]
My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holler my name
If it aint about the flow itÂ’s about the stones and the chain
If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss
9/11 paws same color as cranberry sauce
I aint gonna front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he fuckin round with Bow Wow bitch
Niggaz eatin popcorn right, rewindin the tape
Now Shorty, Momma in the precinct, hollerin rape
IÂ’m convinced man, sumtin really wrong with these hoes
I thought LilÂ’ Kim was hot, till she start fuckin with her nose
Used to listen to Lauren hill, and tap my feet
Then the bitch put out a CD, didnÂ’t have no beat
That boy DÂ’Angelo, he determined not to fail
That nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell
My back shots help Ashanti hit them high notes
Big Ben taught Charli BÂ’more to deep throat
YeaÂ…
[Chorus]
I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night
I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night
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