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    Eminem / Lyrics

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    "Love Me" Lyrics

    Eminem feat. Obie Trice

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    Genre:Hip-Hop, Rap
    Duration:00:04:31
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    Obie Trice:
    You won't see me in the hood
    It's cause I'm doing this, man

    Niggas, I'm still grinding, (yeah)
    I'm still hearing those sirens,
    I'm still getting chased by those lights,
    Only the light's lime and my mic's on
    And my time is none because I'm writing more,
    And I ain't here to meet a soul in this buisness,
    I'm here to eat, speak, until these hoes feel this, (for sure)
    and I can't let y'all derail me, man,
    I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie
    cause Obie be back, (ain't goin' nowhere man...)
    We got them craps going 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 Iovine time,
    chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out,
    this is it my niggas, this what we boast about,
    Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth,
    And show me love bitch..

    Chorus:
    I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life, (I dont love you bitch)
    I wanna hold you in the morning,
    hold you through the night

    I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life, (We wanna love alcohol,
    we wanna love guns, we wanna love money)
    I wanna hold you in the morning,
    hold you through the night.. (we don't wanna love bitches though)

    Eminem:
    There's a certain mystique when I speak,
    that you notice that'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 strapped,
    just knowing 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 cockamamie,
    you just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady,
    my noodle is cockadoodle, my clocks cuckoo,
    I got screws loose, yeah, the whole kit 'n' kaboodle,
    I'm just brutal
    It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it,
    there's no humor in it no more, you know
    I'm rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag,
    you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
    you better love me... bitch

    Chorus:
    I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life,
    I wanna hold you in the morning,
    hold you through the night

    Obie Trice: and all the bitches say

    I just wanna love ya 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 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 bus, 9-11 porsce same colour as cranberry sauce,
    I ain't gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit,
    then we find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch,
    niggas eatin popcorn, right, rewinding the tape,
    now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin rape,
    i'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoes,
    I thought L'il Kim was hot then she start fucking with her nose,
    (God Damn)
    used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet,
    then the bitch put out a CD that didn't have no beats, (uh-huh)
    that boy D'Angelo he determined not to fail,
    that nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell,
    my back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes,
    and Big Ben taught Charlie B'more to deepthroat

    Chorus:
    I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life,
    I wanna hold you in the morning, (I luv'a burnish the monies,
    the bunnies I just wanna hold you)
    hold you through the night

    I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life,
    I wanna hold you in the morning, (I just wanna love you)
    hold you through the night.
    This song was last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Curtis James Jackson, Obie Trice, Marshall B. III Mathers, Luis Edgardo Resto, Steven Lee King.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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