文本歌词

Artist：method man
Songs Title：break ups 2 make ups
You and i, til the day we die.. （day we die..）
Yo, yo
Ex-girlfriend, how you been? I see you still
Tryin to ****** with other women men, remember when
I first met you in my cousins house, a week later
We was ****** on your momma couch, now its been said
That big girls they dont cry, but they damn sure lie
Look you in the eye, sayin you they only
You and i, til the day we die, said youd never
Leave me lonely, fly tenderoni but you phony
Shoulda listened when my momma told me, soon as i
Turn my back you try to ****** 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, ******* thatll make me think twice
About leavin wife the even, picture that
You aint want me when you had me, now you on
Your third baby daddy, and you hate to see a ****** happy
So you tryin mad ways to trap me, lookin at my girl nasty
Tryin to throw the ******* at me
Now look at this ******* over here tryin to act like me
Uh-huh, ****** that *******, she what wifey leftover
Im still lovin you babe （8x）
Yo yo
Its always you and your crusty ass crew, be actin new
Let me find out that you ****** with boo, and yall gon feel it
Waitin for the day that you front, and catch a lump
From my black butterfly, that dont pack a lullaby
Sleep on her, she said you ******* tried to creep on her
In the mall and didnt know she had the reach on her
Pearl-handled twenty-two, my boo
She go ahead and walk her dogs, and represent wu
To the fullest, you and hon can shoot the fair one
Ill bring the bullets, knowhatimsayin? stop playin
You and them dyke lookin *******
like yall Actin jumpin somethin, go head with that bull*******t
Im still in love with babe （8x）
Got tired of the games, the lies, the feeble alibis
Now you ****** with the next guy, a thug ******
Derelict be actin bugged ******, show this ******
Mad love but get no love ******? ? stupid ass
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 needs affection
But youre headed in the wrong direction
Tryin to make this ****** jealous, with other fellas
All up in my face actin overzealous
Like you want somethin from meth, I hope it aint love girl
Cause I aint got none left for you, plus you miserable
Misery love company, *******t Im livin comfortably, dont need no
****** huntin me down for ****** round, with his kitty
Talk to him, before my brother put a spark through him
Wont be pretty, the situation got my whole attitude *******tty
And got you actin high saditty with your slut committee
You know I know; so go find another sucker yo, I been there
And been done that befo, and dont need it no mo
Thats, my, word! so go to your own with that there, word up
And tell that bighead ****** you run with that you was insane
Im still in love with babe （8x）