112 Hey Luv(anything) lyrics

Hey Luv(anything) by 112

Hey Luv(anything) lyrics

hey love i wanna hold you and talk to you
put my arm around ya shoulder and walk with you
be the one that would serve you my word to you
i know that nigga dont be doin what he supposed to do
i got much more to give than homie do and you so fine i just wanna roll with you
you a queen bitch you need a king close to you need a nigga like P to just flow 
with you
and i gotta try cause anything's possible and you just might see things the way 
i do 
i just wanna get next to you and friends with you burn 100's and wake up in the 
bed with 
you i love when you walk how that body move pardon my mouth im just being 
honest boo
i would pay for air time just to vibe with you
kisses and hugs until the next time you swing through

112 hook:

there's so many things that i wanna do wanna kiss wanna touch wanna taste
never teesin' you..cuz i only wanna be with you girl you know
anything that you need i got it million dollar shopping spree i got it
anything that you want i got it you know(i got it)ask me (i got it)

ma i want you in the worst way and i aint thirst or nothing but when i say 
something boo i go hard for the one.. hit my cell imma take you out to eat and 
kill any misconception that you got of mobb deep.. throw that bug in ya ear and 
its about time cause a nigga like me
been wanting you for years.. bump heads here and there i never got the chance
specially the ones who wait once i get up in the pants and the one 
minuteman's 
posta be with him but it changed those plans anything you gots to do lock us 
through
must be out his monkey ass mind how the hell he gettin' tired of you
let me light that fire that ya body desire get you back to bein' sexy single 
free like mya
cause i treats em' right you know how i rock and wherever you at 
girl im on the next flight

repeat hook


Sit back i got this baby girl you straight
for sure rest you sure you in the arms of strength baby i die for my loved ones 
make no mistake im not that man i keep my gun on base
and its a cold world ya man dont understand ya pain and i know you gettin' 
tired of the same ol' same he expected to keep you locked with that vie capped 
ring 
lets cop that ol' rear while 112 sing

112:
oh anything you want and anything you need
just pick up the phone and call me oh anything you want and anything you need
just call me and I'll come runnin

repeat hook 3 times till fade