
Date of issue: 11.02.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gotta Love Me |
Yeah. |
Gotta love me. |
Wicked ways. |
ha! |
I’ma put you on to a situation… |
This be the situation: |
He was the neighborhood kingpin! |
I used to see how the kids looked up to him |
Half the chicks ‘round my way was in love with him |
But the old folks done had enough of him |
I used to wonder what was up with him |
Never saw him make sale |
And once I think I heard he did a few months in jail |
But he kept lil Nick and them out on bail |
With supply and demand it wasn’t hard to tell |
He was killin ‘em at retail! |
One day I thought I’d speak |
He sounded like L’s character from ‘Into Deep' |
A lot of yes men around him cos they wanna eat! |
A lot of scared cats around him, but they hold heat |
They fire in a heartbeat! |
Our conversation kinda had me |
Had me wanting to know more about him pretty badly |
Spent ‘bout an hour with him talkin and laughin |
Even tho I hated what he did, somethin about him had attracted me… |
Hook: |
Gotta love me, gotta love me |
Gotta love me, gotta-gotta gotta love me, (wicked ways.) |
Gotta love me, gotta love me |
Gotta love me, gotta-gotta love me, (wicked ways.) |
Gotta love me, gotta love me |
Gotta love me, gotta-gotta gotta love me, (wicked ways.) |
Then it all started to come clear |
I remember he threw the illest party for the new year |
Strictly champagne and cognacs… No beer! |
And for Valentines, he’d buy a rose for every single female out here |
He got Tony his first beeper |
And a lot of little shorties something brand new for Easter |
Didn’t flake when it came down to promises either |
Told each kid if they got promoted — he’d buy ‘em all new sneakers |
Summer time he did his thing |
The nicest ballers wanted to play for his team |
BBQs off the hook! |
Mad burgers and wings! |
And a lot of his crew would come through from Brooklyn AND Queens |
Halloween he treated of course |
And for Thanksgiving — he made sure he fed the poor |
Even if his crew had to bring turkeys door to door |
So by the time Christmas rolled around, he was like a Black Santa Claus |
Hook |
My curiosity grew thicker |
And the life he was living just got even bigger |
The cars, the hoes, everything, the whole litter! |
And even tho we wasn’t official yet, it was next on the agenda |
Nothing seemed impossible |
And wit him I felt unstoppable |
He used to tell me, ‘Now everybody’s watching YOU!' |
And I didn’t believe him until that day I got a call from the hospital |
My little cousin had OD’d… Blacked out from mixin dip with weed |
And the only reason why my fam was telling me |
Cos I be with the cats that sold her that |
For that they wasn’t feelin me |
Can’t lie I felt provoked |
Felt like they was mad at me cos my cousin smoked |
It all just seemed like a twisted-twisted joke |
Do I blame my friend or my cousin? |
Tell me who’s at fault… |
Hook |
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No Doubt | 1996 |
Da Heartbreaka | 1996 |
What Goes On | 1996 |
If Headz Only Knew... | 1996 |
Takin Mine | 1996 |
Do You | 2007 |
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