Lyrics: OBIE TRICE "LUV ME" (0/1)

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Luv me

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[Obie Trice]

Obie Trice

You don't see me in the hood

It's cause I'm doin this man

It's cause I'm doing this man

[Verse 1]

Niggas, I'm still grinding, (yeah...)

[Obie Trice]

I'm still hearing those sirens,

Nigga's I'm still grindin (yeah...)

I'm still getting chased by those lights,

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 my time is none because I'm writing more,

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

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

I'm here to eat, speak untill these

I'm here to eat, speak, until these hoes feel this, (for sure...)

hoes feel this {fo sho...}

And I can't let y'all derail me man,

and I can't let yall de-rail me man

I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie

I got young coby, homie, you gotta let go of Obie

Cause Obie be back, (ain't goin' nowhere man...)

cause Obie be back (ain't goin no where

We got them craps going on

man) we got them cracks goin on

And that yak going on,

and that yak going on

Soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin',

soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin,

It's whateva, put that on the chedda man,

It's whateva put that on the chedda man

But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Ivene time,

but in the meantime

Chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out,

its Jimmy ivene time (fo sho)

This is it my nigga, this what we boast about,

chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out,(fo sho)

Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth

this is it my nigga this what we boast about

And show me love bitch..

Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth...

And say we love bitch..

[Refrain: Obie Trice]

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (I dont love you bitch)

[CHORUS]

I wanna hold you in the morning, (Ha)

[{Obie Trice}]

Hold you through the night (Hahaha)

I just wanna love you,

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (We wanna love alcohol, we wanna love guns,)

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

I wanna hold you in the morning, (we wanna love money)

I wanna hold you in the mornin {Ha}

Hold you through the night.. (Ha) (we don't wanna love bitches though)

Hold you thru the night.. {Hahaha}

Eminem

I just wanna love you,

There's a certain mystique when I speak,

for the rest of my life {We wanna love

That you notice that it's sort a unique,

alcohol, we wanna love guns}

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

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

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

Hold you thru the night.. {Ha, we dont

You can't sit still, it's like tryin to smoke crack

wanna love bitches though}

And go to sleep, I'm strapped,

Just knowing any minute I could snap,

[Verse 2]

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

[(Eminem)]

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 cant sit still

its 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 aint even funny, I aint even hungry,

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

it aint even money, you cant pay me enough

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

for you to play me

For you to play me, it's cockamamie,

it's cock-amamie, you just aint zanie

You just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady,

enough to rock with Shady,

My noodle is cockadoodle, my clocks cuckoo,

my noodle is cock-adoodle, my clocks koo-koo,

I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kitten-kaboodle,

I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kitten-kaboodel

I'm just brutal. It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it,

im just brutal, its no rumor, i'm numiro uno

There's no humor in it no more, you know

assume it,

I'm rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag,

there's no humor in it, no more you know

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

i'm rollin with a bowlin ball in my bag,

You better love me bitch

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

[Em Saying]

you better love me, bitch...

[CHORUS]

Obie Trice

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,

I wanna hold you in the morning,

Hold you in the night..

Hold you through the night

[Obie Trice]

(and all the bitches say)

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,

I wanna hold you in the morning,

Hold you in the night..

Hold you through the night

[Verse 3]

50 Cent

[(50 Cent) {Obie Trice}]

My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name,

my buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name,

If it ain't about the flow,

if it aint about the flow,

It's about the stones and the chain,

its about the stones and the chain,

If I was you, I'd love me too,

if I was you, i'd love me too,

I roll like a bus, 9-11 pulse same color as cranberry sauce,

I roll like a boss, 9-11 po same

I ain't gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit,

colour as cranberry sauce,

Then we find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch,

I aint gonna front, I was R-Kelly da shit

Niggas eatin popcorn, right, rewinding the tape,

let me find out he fuckin round with bow wow bitch

Now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin rape,

nigga's eatin popcorn, right, rewinding the tape

I'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoes,

now shorty momma in the precent hollar'in "RAPE!"

I thought Lil' Kim was hot then she start fucking with her nose, (God Damn)

i'm convinced man something really

Used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet,

wrong with these hoe's,

Then the bitch put out a CD that didn't have no beats, (uh-huh)

I thought lil' Kim was hot til

That boy D'Angelo he determined not to fail,

she started fuckin wit her nose

That nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell,

{God Damn}

My back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes,

use ta listen to Lauren Hill and

And Big Ben told Charlie to deepthroat

tap my feet, (Obie Trice)

then the bitch put out a CD that

did'nt have no beat, (uh-ha)

that poor De-angelo he determined not to fail,

that nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell,

my back shots to help Ashanti hit them high notes,

and Big Ben taught Charlie abit

more then deep throat...

[CHORUS]

[{Obie Trice}]

I just wanna love you,

for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the mornin {I luv'a

burnish the monies, the bunnies}

Hold you in the night.. {I just wanna hold you}

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,

I wanna hold you in tha mornin, (I just wanna luv ya)

Hold you thru the night..

[50 Cent]

[au Refrain]

(YEAH)

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