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Love for Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Trent James
Length: 3:35
Written by: Trenton Looney




Trent James - Love for Me Lyrics




Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Baby just listen, my palms they was itchin'
Used to have pounds in my kitchen
No more touchin' pounds of that midget
Im here for one night and ill probly forget ya
Police in the buildin' baby hold my pistol
My women blow kisses my bitches blow missles
Came with extensions bullets long as pencils
Then show up at ya funeral hand ya family the tissues
Never quit grindin' if im with you im with you I promise
Lets just keep climbin'
That pressure turn that pussy to diamonds
They say that we changed the whole game
I say bitch we changed the whole climate
Its yours if you want it
Ya
Its yours if you want it
That smoke you could get it
Its yours if you want it
That moment came and left
Im right back on that jet
She say she love how it felt
I think she might actually care
She say you stuck to me now
She say you stuck to me now
I know you aint dumb
I know why you numb
I only call you when I leave the club
Teach her how to ball then I teach her how to crawl while she run from it
You say you gone be here if they come for me
Sometimes I really think you got love for me
A pair of lips tell you anything sound good to ya
Sometimes I really think you got love for me
If she stay loyal then she get promoted
How far can you thro dat I hit it I own it control it
Sometimes I think you got love for me yea
Love for me
Hey
I know you got it baby
Uh uh
Come Here
Uh
Yea yea yea
Words cant explain what imma do to you
I dont think Ive missed something so beautiful
Thats why mami Imma take my time with you
Cause I know that time ripped me away from you
But now that we got the chance
Imma make that body dance
Like its supposed too
Like its supposed too ewwwohhhhhoh
Yea big bottles big ice here
She put that thang on me with no hands
They gone think we hoover all these blue bands
Think we cartel all these mini vans
Imma send her home with a bikini tan
She my caramel hunny money bag
I spend this money blind I dont see the tags
I spend this money blind I dont see the tags
Hey
BAG shit baby so sick muzik in this
Hey
I know thats right
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Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Baby just listen, my palms they was itchin'
Used to have pounds in my kitchen
No more touchin' pounds of that midget
Im here for one night and ill probly forget ya
Police in the buildin' baby hold my pistol
My women blow kisses my bitches blow missles
Came with extensions bullets long as pencils
Then show up at ya funeral hand ya family the tissues
Never quit grindin' if im with you im with you I promise
Lets just keep climbin'
That pressure turn that pussy to diamonds
They say that we changed the whole game
I say bitch we changed the whole climate
Its yours if you want it
Ya
Its yours if you want it
That smoke you could get it
Its yours if you want it
That moment came and left
Im right back on that jet
She say she love how it felt
I think she might actually care
She say you stuck to me now
She say you stuck to me now
I know you aint dumb
I know why you numb
I only call you when I leave the club
Teach her how to ball then I teach her how to crawl while she run from it
You say you gone be here if they come for me
Sometimes I really think you got love for me
A pair of lips tell you anything sound good to ya
Sometimes I really think you got love for me
If she stay loyal then she get promoted
How far can you thro dat I hit it I own it control it
Sometimes I think you got love for me yea
Love for me
Hey
I know you got it baby
Uh uh
Come Here
Uh
Yea yea yea
Words cant explain what imma do to you
I dont think Ive missed something so beautiful
Thats why mami Imma take my time with you
Cause I know that time ripped me away from you
But now that we got the chance
Imma make that body dance
Like its supposed too
Like its supposed too ewwwohhhhhoh
Yea big bottles big ice here
She put that thang on me with no hands
They gone think we hoover all these blue bands
Think we cartel all these mini vans
Imma send her home with a bikini tan
She my caramel hunny money bag
I spend this money blind I dont see the tags
I spend this money blind I dont see the tags
Hey
BAG shit baby so sick muzik in this
Hey
I know thats right
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Writer: Trenton Looney
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