Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Must Love You, artist - Guilty Simpson. Album song Ode To The Ghetto, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.03.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stones Throw
Song language: English
I Must Love You |
Girl, you know I must love you |
Look at all the things you put me through |
I know I do things too |
La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa |
I don’t know what to do |
Sometimes I get so confused |
Should I leave and find someone new |
La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa |
Sometimes you make me feel like a king |
Everytime I turn around my baby’s buyin me things |
Rockport boots, leather coats, hats, and jeans |
At this rate she’s sure to get a ring |
(But go!) Sometimes you make me feel real low |
Bickerin' about the groupies and the hoes I know |
Smilin' in my face at each and every show I throw |
Do you propose I go? |
I don’t know |
(But stay!) Cause when I think that this won’t last |
I reminisce on how you helped me through shit in the past |
And all of a sudden things don’t seem so bad |
And I’m back gettin' the ass (they ain’t stupid) |
You should go, we beef, you say it’s all my fault |
Like I’m the one responsible for every time we fought |
But when I’m packing up my shit you say we need to talk |
Now should I stay or walk? |
(I can’t help you on this one, man) |
(Stay!) The other night we went to dinner to chill |
So we could talk about our problems and the way we feel |
Perfect therapy over a Red Lobster meal |
Now this is love for real (I like this, do your thing) |
(Then go!) But then you start trippin' on some waitress shit |
Like she was too friendly, you couldn’t take this shit |
Playin' me like a nigga used to date the chick |
She tryin' to make a tip (cut that bullshit out, man) |
(But stay!) After a drink or two, we chilled out |
And talked while the waitress brought the meals out |
We ate like grown-ups and talked it out |
I even held the door open when I walked you out (uh huh) |
(But go!) Before I knew it, she pissed again |
Mad cause I got up and slipped a ten |
She wasn’t actin' rude, why you trippin' then? |
Now you actin' like a bitch again (fuck that shit!) |