Love Me

Stooshe & Travie McCoy - Pop, R&B
Love Me
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Duration: 3:05
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[Intro: Courtney, Alex, Karis] Uh, oh Woah… yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Courtney! RIP Whatever man, everyone does that ad-lib, ha! Now girls, what we gonna call these guys that don't like it (Like it?) Waste Men! Oh! [Verse 1: Alex, Karis] You can adore me on Sunday, as Sunday's my only day off And you know that I don't wanna hang with no stranger (No) After I'm done I want gone, but I have to say [Pre-Chorus: Karis & Alex, Alex] Oh, your chocolate got me meltin', baby Got me meltin', oh my days, yeah Let me give you double helpings, you'll be screaming Baby, baby, baby, baby… uh, uh [Chorus: All (Alex Lead), Alex, Courtney, Karis] Oh, oh, oh, turn it up and I'll go 'Cause I won't need you no more, no Your play's fine, but, I ain't got the time Why don't you hurry up, yeah, hurry up, yeah, hurry up Love me [Post-Chorus: Courtney] Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha! [Verse 2: Courtney, All (Courtney Lead)] You better call your friend Johnny, you wanna hope he's in town (Uh) 'Cause you know when you blow that I don't want no… d-d-d-d-danger Without him it ain't going down, but I have to say [Pre-Chorus: Karis & Alex, Karis] Milky-Bar Kid got me melting, sugar With that geek chic all the way, yeah Do your thing and don't be speaking not unless it's dirty, dirty, filthy dirty… uh, uh [Chorus: All (Alex Lead), Alex, Courtney, Karis, *Travie McCoy*] Oh, oh, oh, turn it up and I'll go 'Cause I won't need you no more, no Your play's fine, but, I ain't got the time Why don't you hurry up (*Yeah*), yeah, hurry up, yeah, hurry up (*It's Travie!*) Love me [Verse 3: Travie McCoy] Look, listen I don't know what you take me as But it's obvious your girlfriend's got you gassed (Yeah) I've spent most my life chasing— (Pimp) Now I'm tired, so we gonna have to make this fast (Uh-huh) Second thought, hit the e-brake Let me set the D5 up, we're gonna make a freaky tape Kiss me soft right here, I'm a freak but hey —Me off I'ma swear I'ma leak the tape Matter of fact, I'd rather— Than deal with another basket case (Oh) Oh, what a waste of a fat booty (Yeah) I used beg her, but, why bother when they hand it to me? [Bridge: Alex, Alex & Karis, Courtney, Karis] Listen mate, I don't mean to brag I'm telling you I'ma be the best you've had so lets roll Don't be taking your time, get it up, pack it in, love my mind (Yeah) And the rest I—, explicit Courtney Ha, ha, I'm joking, you know I don't do— Explicit! [Chorus: All (Alex Lead), Alex, Courtney, Karis] Oh, oh, oh, turn it up and I'll go 'Cause I won't need you no more, no Your play's fine, but, I ain't got the time Why don't you hurry up, yeah, hurry up, yeah, hurry up (Where's the music gone?) Love me [Outro: Karis, Courtney, Alex] Woo Why don't you love me Ex, yeah, that's sick Ha, ha, oh my days Hello, what about the man in the boat? Hey diddle diddle, my cat needs a fiddle Ha, ha, ha, ha
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Credits
- Writers
- Blair MacKichan
- Courtney Rumbold
- Darren Lewis
- Iyiola Babalola
- Diana Barrand
- Travie McCoy
- Jack McManus
- Jo Perry