Hands On You (feat. Eminem) Lyrics

Obie Trice

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Lyrics to Hands On You (feat. Eminem)
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[Obie Trice] Babe uh, yeah! Girl, you my only one though aight, haha You my baby, fuck all that shit You're the one for me Check it out. [Verse - Obie Trice] Baby I'm feeling the feelings you giving, I'm feelin your style And I'm willing to let my guard down to figure you out I'm picturing your figure in a swimsuit wiling Somewhere in the Caribbean Islands Cause the vibe you giving me now Feels like I'm an innocent child Sinning is never tempting when other womens around Hands down, this is my vow I never heard a moan sound so profound When a nigga's digging you out, phone rings You cuss them motherfuckers out, quit calling the house! If I call, you're in route There's a drought, you look out I'm on edge, you put the palm of your hand on my head and squeeze Please believe I ain't scared of commitment Fuck head from them bitches! When you could do the same, but that respect is given Our intimacy is significantly different [Chorus - Eminem] (Obie Trice) You gon ride for me (you gon ride?) Then I'm gon ride for you (I'm gon ride) If you put your mouth on me (put it on me) I'm a put my mouth on you Together there ain't nothing we can't do (there's nothing) Any problem we can see it through (we see it through) Baby if you promise to be true (you promise?) I will never put my hands on you Come on and think about it [Verse - Obie Trice] We ain't even got to talk when we see each other We got it all chalked out when we see each other under them covers You my lover, I'm your friend, I'm your man, but I'm sayin Who needs a label, we roll hand in hand Visions of you having my little man We joke, you call me George Foreman Cause I'm namin him O number four, me I'm three Plus the ol' G like the personality, she say it's meant to be I'm in the bathroom when you pee She in the bathroom too when a nigga doo doo, you my boo boo There's nothing in this world that a nigga wouldn't do to Satisfy - this my bitch that ride My bitch wit the pistol in the ride A nigga act up she busting, she ain't got to decide No discussion, she'll put a slug in a tough niggaz muffin You're fucking wit her husband [Chorus] [Verse - Obie Trice] Come on and think about it You got a ring about it Nothing could ever come between or intervene our bondage Drama we overcome it if we out numbered I promise it'll be us against a hundred Rushing to your side when you vomit eating pickles and peanutbutter Eight months later Obie rubbing your stomach Paying homage to your momma for raising a girl proper Enough to call O her Baby Father You ain't gotta bother bout a deal, I swear I keep it real Raise young O trill and cook a decent meal It's signed and sealed, you the only female Hail, my one and only pal come to get me outta jail Post bail and post up for sale I swore, I swear we will always live well Long as I got my bombshell from the hood to the hills Who's gon stop up? nobody! we's that deal [Chorus] [Bridge - Eminem] (Obie Trice) If you gon stand by me (if you gon stand by me) Then I'm gon stand by you (then I'm gon stand by you) If you promise you'll be true Then I'll never put my hands on you (hands down) But! don't you play me for no fool (no fool) bitch! Cause if I put my mouth on you (on you) After you put your mouth on someone else Better find someone else new Come on and think about it [Outro - Obie Trice] Yeah.. Obie Trice Shady!

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