*featuring D'Angelo
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[Method Man]
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You and I, 'til the day we die.. (day we die..)
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Yo, yo
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Ex-girlfriend, how you been? I see you still
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tryin to fuck with other women men, remember when
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I first met you in my cousin's house, a week later
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we was fuckin on your momma couch, now it's been said
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that big girls they don't cry, but they damn sure lie
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Look you in the eye, sayin you they only
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You and I, til the day we die, said you'd never
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leave me lonely, fly tenderoni but you phony
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Shoulda listened when my momma told me, soon as I
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turn my back you try to fuck my homies, that was then
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this is now I got a new friend, ever since
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I cut them loose ends you wanna bone me
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Add strife to my life, pussy that'll make me think twice
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about leavin the wife even, picture that
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You ain't want me when you had me, now you on
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your third baby daddy, and you hate to see a nigga happy
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So you tryin mad ways to trap me, lookin at my girl nasty
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Tryin to throw the pussy at me
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"Now look at this bitch over here tryin to act like me"
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"Uh-huh, fuck that bitch, she ?? leftover"
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[D'Angelo]
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I'm still in love with babe [8X]
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[Method Man]
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Yo yo
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It's always you and your crusty ass crew, be actin new
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Let me find out that you fuckin with Boo, and y'all gon' feel it
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Waitin for the day that you front, and catch a lump
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from my black butterfly, that don't pack a lullaby
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Sleep on her, she said you bitches tried to creep on her
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in the mall and didn't know she had the reach on her
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Pearl-handled twenty-two, my Boo
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She go ahead and walk her dogs, and represent Wu
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to the fullest, you and hon can shoot the fair one
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I'll bring the bullets, knowhatI'msayin? Stop playin
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You and them dyke lookin bitches
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Actin like y'all jumpin somethin, go 'head with that bullshit
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[D'Angelo]
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I'm still in love with babe [8X]
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[Method Man]
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Got tired of the games, the lies, the feeble alibis
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Now you fuckin with the next guy, a Thug Nigga
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Derelict be actin bugged nigga, show this nigga
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mad love but get no love nigga?? Stupid ass
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Plus I heard that he be beatin on you, I seen him
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at the club cheatin on you, witcha best friend, got you stressin
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And used up, pull your shoes up, all you need's affection
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but you're headed in the wrong direction
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Tryin to make this nigga jealous, with other fellas
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All up in my face actin overzealous
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Like you want somethin from Meth, I hope it ain't love girl
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Cause I ain't got none left for you, plus you miserable
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Misery Love Company, shit I'm livin comfortably, don't need no
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nigga huntin me down for fuckin round, with his kitty
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Talk to him, before my brother put a spark through him
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Won't be pretty, the situation got my whole attitude shitty
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And got you actin high saditty with your slut committee
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You know I know; so go find another sucker yo, I been there
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and been done that befo', and don't need it no mo'
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That's, my, word! So go to your own with that there, word up
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and tell that bighead nigga you run with that you was insane
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[D'Angelo]
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I'm still in love with babe [8X]
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Break Ups 2 Make Ups
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