| Lyrics: | [Method Man]
You and I, til' the day we die (day we die)
Yo yo
Ex-gyrlfriend, how
you been? I see you still tryin to f*ck with other women
men, remember when
I first met you
in my cousin's house, a week later
we was f*ckin on your mama's couch, now it's been
said
that big gyrl's don't cry, but they damn sure lie
Look you in the eye, sayin you they
only
You and I, til the day we die, said you'd never
leave me loney, fly tenderoni but you
phony
shoulda listened when my mama told me soon as I
turn my back you try to f*ck my homies
that was then
this is now I got a new friend, ever since I cut them loose ends you
wanna
bone me
Add strife to my life, p*ssy that'll make me think twice
about leavin the
wife even, picture that
you ain't want me when you had me, now you on
your 3rd baby daddy,
and you hate to see a n*gga happy
So you tryin mad ways to trap me, lookin at my girl
nasty
Tryin to throw the p*ssy at me
"Now look at this b*tch over here tryin' to act like
me"
"Uh-huh, f*ck that bitch, she ?? ?? leftover"
[D'Angelo]
I'm still in love
with babe(8x)
[Method Man]
Yo yo
it's always you and your crusty *ss crew
be
actin' new
Let me fin out that you f*ckin with Boo and you gon' feel it
Waitin for the day
that you front, and catch a lump from a black butterfly,
that don't pack a lullaby
Sleep on
her, she said you b*tches tried to creep on her in the mall and
didn't know she had the reach on
her
Pearl-handled 22 , my Boo
She go ahead and walk her dogs, and represent Wu to the
fullest, you and hon
can shoot the fair one
I'll bring the bullets, know what I'm sayin?
Stop playin
You and them dyke lookin b*t |
