Love Me (feat. Ma$e)

112

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    Do my Puff Daddy shit
    Do that Puff Daddy shit, son
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, what, what, what

    ATL, Harlem World, ATL
    ATL, Harlem World, ATL
    112, Harlem World, 112
    112, Harlem World, 112
    Harlem World, ATL, 112
    112, Harlem World, ATL
    Yeah, kid, you don't stop
    We won't stop, you don't stop
    Come on

    Baby, whenever I'm with you
    No one else exists but you
    'Cause you're the one for me
    Every time that we're apart
    You're always in my heart
    And there you'll always be

    Baby, don't go
    Your love's so special
    Can't let me go now
    If I did wrong, I'm sorry
    No other love is for me, oh, yeah

    Love me, hold me
    (Why don't you)
    Squeeze me
    (Love me, never let me go, baby)
    Hug me, kiss me
    (Why don't you)
    And love me
    (Love me, never let go)

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    Whenever I'm on my way home
    Just can't wait to be alone
    With you, my baby
    Anticipating how you'll feel
    Listen to me, I'm for real
    When I say I love you

    Baby, don't go
    Your love's so special
    (Your love's so special to me, baby, oh)
    Can't let me go now
    If I did wrong, I'm sorry
    (So sorry)
    No other love (is for me, oh yes)

    Love me, hold me
    (Why don't you)
    Squeeze me
    (Love me, never let me go, baby)
    Hug me, kiss me
    (Why don't you)
    And love me
    (Love me, never let go)
    Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, what, what, what
    Come on, yeah kid, Harlem on the rise
    With 112 and you don't want no problem with these guys

    Yo, you cats never want no problem like we want it (Unh-uh)
    When Harlem World double up, we put G's on it (That's right)
    I'm pushin' new 700 AMGs on it (Talk that ish)
    And if you can't see the ice, that means my sleeve's on it (Yeah)
    You know I dress as I'm suppose to
    Stretch Lex with a chauffeur
    Never sober, red Testarossa, cherry Rover
    Baguettes in my Jehovah
    Me and Puff at the Grammys, sittin' next to Oprah
    (And the winner is)
    All we hear is platinum that, platinum this
    Platinum whips, nobody got no platinum hits (Unh-uh)
    Cats know with me, platinum always wrap my wrist (Ha!)
    I come to the awards, quadruple platinum chicks
    Little ones like 25, what cats get smacked with
    Big ones like 45, what cats get clapped with (Take that)
    I react sick whenever my dough ain't accurate
    Harlem World, Junior MAFIA, yeah, and that's it, come on

    Love me, hold me
    Squeeze me
    (Love me, never let me go, baby)
    Hug me, kiss me
    (Why don't you)
    And love me
    (Love me, never let go)

    Love me, hold me
    Squeeze me
    (Never let me go)
    Hug me, kiss me
    (Why don't you love me)
    And love me
    (Love me, never let go)

    Love me, hold me
    Squeeze me
    (Love me, never let go)
    Hug me, kiss me
    And love me

    Song details

    Composition: Luther Vandross, 112, Mase (Us 3), Jones Daron T, Slim, Q (Us 5), and Leslie Brathwaite

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