Текст песни Method Man f D`Angelo - Break Ups 2 Make Ups
Method Man f D`Angelo - Break Ups 2 Make Ups слова песни
[Method Man]You and I, `til the day we die.. (day we die..)Yo, yoEx-girlfriend, how you been? I see you stilltryin to fuck with other women men, remember whenI first met you in my cousin`s house, a week laterwe was fuckin on your momma couch, now it`s been saidthat big girls they don`t cry, but they damn sure lieLook you in the eye, sayin you they onlyYou and I, til the day we die, said you`d neverleave me lonely, fly tenderoni but you phonyShoulda listened when my momma told me, soon as Iturn my back you try to fuck my homies, that was thenthis is now I got a new friend, ever sinceI cut them loose ends you wanna bone meAdd strife to my life, pussy that`ll make me think twiceabout leavin the wife even, picture thatYou ain`t want me when you had me, now you onyour third baby daddy, and you hate to see a nigga happySo you tryin mad ways to trap me, lookin at my girl nastyTryin to throw the pussy at me"Now look at this bitch over here tryin to act like me" "Uh-huh, fuck that bitch, she what wifey leftover"[D`Angelo]I`m still lovin you babe (8X)[Method Man]Yo yoIt`s always you and your crusty ass crew, be actin newLet me find out that you fuckin with Boo, and y`all gon` feel itWaitin for the day that you front, and catch a lumpfrom my black butterfly, that don`t pack a lullabySleep on her, she said you bitches tried to creep on herin the mall and didn`t know she had the reach on herPearl-handled twenty-two, my BooShe go ahead and walk her dogs, and represent Wuto the fullest, you and hon can shoot the fair oneI`ll bring the bullets, knowhatI`msayin? Stop playinYou and them dyke lookin bitchesActin like y`all jumpin somethin, go `head with that bullshit[D`Angelo]I`m still in love with babe (8X)[Method Man]Got tired of the games, the lies, the feeble alibisNow you fuckin with the next guy, a Thug NiggaDerelict be actin bugged nigga, show this niggamad love but get no love nigga?? Stupid assPlus I heard that he be beatin on you, I seen himat the club cheatin on you, witcha best friend, got you stressinAnd used up, pull your shoes up, all you need`s affectionbut you`re headed in the wrong directionTryin to make this nigga jealous, with other fellasAll up in my face actin overzealousLike you want somethin from Meth, I hope it ain`t love girlCause I ain`t got none left for you, plus you miserableMisery Love Company, shit I`m livin comfortably, don`t need nonigga huntin me down for fuckin round, with his kittyTalk to him, before my brother put a spark through himWon`t be pretty, the situation got my whole attitude shittyAnd got you actin high saditty with your slut committeeYou know I know; so go find another sucker yo, I been thereand been done that befo`, and don`t need it no mo`That`s, my, word! So go to your own with that there, word upand tell that bighead nigga you run with that you was insane[D`Angelo]I`m still in love with babe (8X)