Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Got Me, artist - The Supervillains. Album song Massive, in the genre Регги
Date of issue: 08.10.2008
Record label: Law
Song language: English
You Got Me |
If you were worried 'bout where |
I been or who I saw or |
what club I went to with my homies |
baby don’t worry you know that you got me |
Somebody told me that this planet was small |
we use to live in the same building on the same floor |
and never met before |
until I’m overseas on tour |
and peep this ethiopian queen from philly |
taking classes abroad |
she studying film and photo flash focus record |
said she workin on a flick and |
could my click do the score |
she said she loved my show in paris |
at Elysee Montmartre |
and that I stepped off the stage |
and took a piece of her heart |
we knew from the start that |
things fall apart, intentions shatter |
she like that shit don’t matter |
when I get home get at her |
through letter, phone, whatever |
let’s link, let’s get together |
shit you think not, think the Thought went home and forgot |
time passed, we back in philly now she up in my spa |
tellin me the things I’m tellin her is makin her hot |
startin buildin with her constantly round the clock |
now she in my world like hip-hop |
and keep tellin me |
Yo, I’m the type that’s always catchin a flight |
and sometimes I gotta be out at the height of the night |
and that’s when she flip and get on some 'ol |
Another lonely night |
seems like I’m on the side you only loving your mic |
I know you gotta get that paper daddy keep that shit tight |
but yo I need some sort of love in my life, you dig me |
while politicin with my sister from new york city |
she said she know this ball player and he think I’m pretty |
Psych, I’m playin boo, you know it’s just wit you I’m stayin boo |
and when cats be poppin game I don’t hear what they sayin boo |
when you out there in the world, I’m still your girl |
with all my classes I don’t have the time for life’s thrills |
so when you sweatin on stage think of me when you rhyme |
and don’t be listenin to your homies they be leavin you blind |
Yeah, so what you sayin I can trust you? |
Is you crazy, you my king for real |
But sometimes relationships get ill |
No doubt |
Thet snake could be that chick |
and that rat could be that cool cat |
that’s whispering «she tryin to play you for the fool Black» |
if something’s on your chest then let it be known |
see I’m not your every five minutes all on the phone |
and on the topic of trust, it’s just a matter of fact |
that people bite back and fracture what’s intact |
and they’ll forever be I ain’t on some «oh I’m a celebrity» |
I deal with the real so if it’s artificial let it be |
I’ve seen people caught in love like whirlwinds |
listening to they squads and listening to girlfriends |
that’s exactly the point where they whole world ends |
lies come in, that’s where that drama begins, she like |