[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*tches Actin like ya'll jumpin somehtin go ahead with the bullsh*t
[D'Angelo] I'm still in love with babe (8x)
[Method Man] Got tired of the games , the lies, feeble alibis Now you f*ckin with the next guy, a thug N*gga Derelict be actin bugged n*gga , show this n*gga mad love but get no love n*gga?? Stupid *ss Plus I heard that he be beatin on you, I seen him at the club cheatin on you, witcha best friend, got you stressin and used up pull your shoes up all you need's affection but you're headed in the wrong direction Tryin to make this n*gga jealous, with other fellas All up in my face actin overzealous Like you want sumthin from Meth, I hope it ain't love gyrl Cuz I ain't got none left for you, plus you miserable Misery love company sh*t I'm livin comfortably, don't need no n*gga huntin me down for f*ckin round, with his kitty Talk to him, before my brother put a spark through him wont' be pretty, the situation got my whole attitude sh*tty And got you actin high saditty with your sl*t committee You know I know: so go find anotha sucka yo, I been there and been done that befo' , and don't need it no,o' That's , my word! so go to your own woth that there word up and tell that bighead n*gga you run with you was insane [D''Angelo] I'm still in love with babe(8x) Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
