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"Love Me Not (feat. Cheb Rabi & B Live)" is a track by Skepta, from the album Ignorance Is Bliss, released 30th May 2019. The track is 3:24 long. It's filed under Hip-Hop/Rap. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about Skepta.
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Lyrics
Time after time, only in the night time Had to remind you, we can't rewind time Finally found you, you turned a blind eye Showed me your dark side, say your goodbyes She told me she loved me, I was like how? Must be because I'm at the top right now She thinks I'm a fool, thinks I'm a cash cow Ain't getting married, ain't taking a vow Told me she loved me, I was like who? You said I was a joke Please tell me what's new You been around the world Still couldn't find a man like me Yeah, I need a girl, but it's not you She told me she loved me, I was like when? Treated me like a side man back then Said I was a boy, said I was your best friend Now you only text when you're bored on the weekend Told me she loved me, I was like please Too many girls wanna be my main squeeze How can I bless you when you didn't sneeze? I'm a hot boy, that's a hundred degrees Time after time, only in the night time Had to remind you, we can't rewind time Finally found you, you turned a blind eye Showed me your dark side, say your goodbyes 'Cause you, you've got to, got to love me 'Cause you, you've got to, got to love me I've got this brand new ting, she's mad in the head Bad in the bed, I get to grab at her leg She's a lady for real but a slag in the bed Not my fault, but she stays mad at her ex She knows that man's bad with the sex Back to the ends, bang bang, then I flex Spelling's fucked up when she's mad in her texts If I leave, then she starts yelling offense Uh, got another email from a female I think they want the retail for the details Wanna know if B Live's a free male Uh, and it's sexy, sexy Here's the number, phone me, text me First, you never text me back Now it's mad, now I link with Skeppy You get me? Anytime that we link up Ladies wanna get down, wanna the drink up Bad gyal, so she love a man with tattoos From my neck, to my feet, manna' inked up Yeah, we step in the party See the sexy ladies start smile and wink up Tell my G with the loud pack, bill it up Grab a champagne glass and I fill it up Who's not feeling us? Tell 'em stay far away before the mandem hold you I don't wanna have to tell you that I told you Cah we're not on this talking ting Rudeboy, who let the ladies in? Sorry, not sorry, I gotta say these things Shuffle the pack, I can't stand with the wasteman No jokers, it's just queens and kings Time after time, only in the night time Had to remind you, we can't rewind time Finally found you, you turned a blind eye Showed me your dark side, say your goodbyes 'Cause you, you've got to, got to love me 'Cause you, you've got to, got to love me Murder on the dance floor But you better not kill the groove Hey hey, hey hey It's murder on the dance floor But you better not steal the moves DJ gonna burn this goddamn house right down Murder on the dance floor But you better not kill the groove Hey hey, hey hey It's murder on the dance floor But you better not steal the moves DJ gonna burn this goddamn house right down
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