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Gotta Love Me Songtext
von Heather B.

Gotta Love Me Songtext

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 'cause 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...

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

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.)

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
'Cause 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 'cause 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...

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.)

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