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    Obie Trice

    Hands On You (Feat. Eminem)

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    Verse 1 - Obie Trice]
    Baby im feeling the feelings you givin', Im feelin your style
    N' im willing to let my guard down to figure u out
    Im picturin your figure in a swimsuit whilin
    Somewhere in the carribean islands
    Cuz the vibe you giving me now
    Feels like im a innocent child
    A sinner whose never tempted when other womens around
    Hands down this is my vow
    I never heard a moan sound so profound
    wen a niggas diggin u out
    the phone ring
    u cuss them motherfuckers out
    quit calling the house
    if i call u and rout
    its a drout u look out
    im on edge u put the palm of ur hand on my head and squeeze
    please believe i aint scared of commitment
    fuck head from them bitches
    wen u could do the same
    but that respect is givin
    our intimacy is significantly different
    [Chorus - Eminem]
    you gon' ride for me
    then im gon ride for u
    if u put ur mouth on me
    imma put my mouth on u
    together there aint nothing we cant do
    any problem we can see it through
    baby if you promise to be true
    i will never put my hands on u
    come on and think about it
    [Verse 2 - Obie Trice]
    We aint gotta talk wen we see eachother
    We got it all chummed out wen we see eachother under them covers
    You my lover, im your friend, im your man, but im sayin
    Who needs a label, we roll hand in hand
    visions of u havin my little man
    we joke, u call me george foreman
    cuz im namin him o numba fo', me im three
    cuss the ol' g like the personality she ses not to be
    im in the bathroom wen you pee
    she in the bathroom too wen a nigga doo-doo, u my boo-boo
    theres nothing in this world a nigga wouldnt do to satisfy
    dis my bitch that ride
    my bitch wit the pistol in the ride
    a nigga act up, she bustin, she aint got to decide, no discussion
    she put a slug in a tough niggas muffin, u fucken wit her husband
    [Chorus - Eminem]
    [Verse 3 - Obie Trice]
    Come and think about it
    You got a ring about it
    Nothing could ever come between
    or intervine our bondage
    Drama, we overcome it if we out numbered
    i promise itll be us against a hundred
    rushing to ur side wen u vomit eating pickles and peanutbutter
    8 months later obie rubbin ur stomach
    payin homage to ur momma for raisin a girl proper
    enuf to call o her baby father
    u aint gotta bother bout a deal, i swear i keep it real
    Raise young o(?) and cook a decent meal
    its signed and sealed, u 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 gon' stop up, nobody, we's that deal
    [Chorus - Eminem]
    [Verse 4 - Eminem]
    if u gon' stand by me
    then im gon' stand by u
    if u promise ull be true
    then ill never put my hands on u
    dont u play me for no fool
    cuz if i put my mouth on u
    after u put ur mouth on someone else
    better find someone else new
    come on and think about it
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