Lời bài hát Gonna Love Me (Remix)
[Intro: Randy Cain & Raekwon] Damn And oh, you're gonna love me I don’t understand why we go through this over and over and over and over again You're gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me What’s really good [Verse 1: Teyana Taylor & Ghostface Killah] Sometimes we say things that we really don't mean (True) We do things in between the lines We should do more than stand out (I agree) I'm sorry if I made you feel less than who you are A little insecure, oh, you's a shining star [Chorus: Teyana Taylor & Ghostface Killah] I wanna spend my nights with you (Spend my life with you too) My life with you, oh baby, babe Please wait up for me 'til whenever I get home (Of Course) I know that you're all alone Thinking 'bout what you gon' do I hope that you see it through, ooh, ooh [Post-Chorus: Randy Cain & Ghostface Killah] And oh, you're gonna love me I'ma love you regardless You're gonna wanna hug me We just gotta cut this shit out And squeeze me Yeah [Verse 2: Ghostface Killah] Yo; We used to spin back Lovin’ You, Minnie Riperton The Bose speakers had my walls and the plaques tremblin’ “La la la la la” played in my mind all day You come home, I let Calgon take you away Bubble baths of rose, Gucci open toes Sunday nights we sit and watch Power in our robes All of a sudden our lines got crossed, over nothin’ A text and your attitude changed, yo, you buggin! Hit me in the face with a pillow and threw somethin’ I just got up and walked in the room, you still cussin’ No 'I love you's' before we sleep Good nights is out the window it lasts for weeks It’s been a while since I gave you my street vows Promise to love you and hit it two times a day, never cheat now Our chemistry is like a bowl of cherries And I’m the chocolate I smother you, never to worry [Post-Chorus: Randy Cain & Ghostface Killah] And oh, you're gonna love me I'ma take half the blame for this problem we goin through You're gonna wanna hug me You know I’m a Taurus, the bull, I’m stubborn And squeeze me So tell me what’s on your mind [Verse 3: Teyana Taylor] Sometimes I don't think we really say enough Why is it so hard to keep in touch When we're laying right next to each other, baby We shouldn't read into things so much Overthinking understanding Don't let a feeling change it up [Chorus: Teyana Taylor & Method Man] I wanna spend my nights with you My life with you, oh baby, babe Please wait up for me 'til whenever I get home I know that I’m all alone (cash tricks) I ain’t got time haha Thinking 'bout what I’m gon' do Yeah, yeah I hope that you see it through, ooh, ooh Look, look, look [Verse 4: Method Man] I ain’t got time for tricks, them broads ain’t loyal I get a Spanish chick, I make her arroz con pollo Keep my woman fresh so she will never be spoiled (Nah!) And she can be my queen but we will never be royals I don’t give ya’ cream, ya’naw mean, but I assure you I’m Heavy with the D, I got Nuttin’ But Love for you Sex as a weapon, got nothin’ but slugs for you Ain’t no protection, I done shot up the club for you (pew, pew) Yeah, If I adore you, me amore you These dudes can not afford you, let the god Couture you Yeah, I like 'em loyal, from the soil And rhetorical questions when we smash, adorable Who put the sex in sex appeal? Shorty got a receipt, but her ex gets the bill Look, I’m too grown for Netflix and chill But I G and post up like a net flick for real Love me [Post Chorus: Randy Cain] And oh, you're gonna love me You're gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me [Bridge: Teyana Taylor & Raekwon] And are you gonna love me? yeah And are you gonna hold me? And squeeze me Are you gonna love? Yeah, man And squeeze me You know what it is, ma [Verse 5: Raekwon] Ay, yo Chef AKA the wedding crasher came through in the Cullinan Color of skim milk, the wrath of somethin’ Us in the corner with the paid face, black cards and Louis faces, African cousins with us we niggas Smokin’ blunts, wine, that’s Licatta I waited like three years, now we here gettin' licenses I’m tired of the whole Jack and Jill shit, the real shit Both of us comfortable now, so you don’t ever gotta build shit Feed a nigga, laugh for hours Count my ones, playin’ old school shit while we fuck in the shower Now you know your god is top tier Remember the message, love with capital letters until they dead us [Outro: Teyana Taylor & Randy Cain] And oh, you're gonna love me You're gonna wanna hug me Are you gonna hold me And squeeze me, squeeze me And oh, you're gonna love me You're gonna wanna hug me You're gonna wanna hold me And squeeze me, and squeeze me
