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Obie Trice lyrics

Obie Trice lyrics

"Luv Me Lyrics"

If Beds Could Talk Lyrics
If beds could talk - mine would be singing, Singing about the time when you and I were lovers, All night long we could not stop, They were amazing times, they were the crazy times, They were the best that


(feat. Eminem and 50 Cent)

[Obie Trice]
You don't see me in the hood
It's cause I'm doin this man

[Verse 1]
[Obie Trice]
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
If I SHould Lose You Lyrics
If I should lose you The stars would fall from the sky If I should lose you Leaves would wither and die The birds in May-time - they'd sing a mournful refrain And I would wander around
untill these hoes feel this {fo sho...}
and I can't let yall de-rail 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
its Jimmy ivene time (fo sho)
chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out,(fo sho)
this is
Glory Of Love Lyrics
You've got to give a little, take a little, and let your poor heart break a little. That's the story of, that's the glory of love. You've got to laugh a little, cry a little, until the clouds roll
it my nigga this what we boast about
Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth...
And say we love bitch..

[CHORUS]
[{Obie Trice}]
I just wanna love you,
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}

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 morn
Bitchslap Lyrics
Yo Ant, kick the beat you just kicked a little while ago... [ VERSE 1 ] I bitchslap rappers so hard it give em whiplash You fuckin with sleeveless t-shirts, where your
in, {we wanna love money}
Hold you thru the night.. {Ha, we dont wanna love bitches though}

[Verse 2]
[(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-acapo