Song | Break Ups 2 Make Ups |
Artist | Method Man |
Album | Tical 2000: Judgement Day |
作曲 : Method Man & Jean-Claude "Poke" Olivier & Samuel J. "Tone" Barnes & | |
作词 : Barnes, D'Angelo, Olivier ... | |
You and I, 'til the day we die | |
Yo, yo, ex-girlfriend, how you been? | |
I see you still tryin' to fuck with up a women, men | |
Remember when | |
I first met you in my cousin's house | |
A week later we was fuckin' on your momma couch | |
Now it's been said that big girls they 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 lonely, fly tenderoni but you phony | |
Shoulda listened, when my momma told me | |
Soon as I turn my back you try to fuck 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, pussy, 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 third, baby, daddy | |
And you hate to see a nigga happy | |
So you tryin' mad ways to trap me, lookin' at my girl nasty | |
Tryin' to throw the pussy at me | |
Now look at this bitch over here tryin' to act like me | |
I'm gonna fuck that bitch, she what wifey leftover | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
Yo, yo, it's always you and your crusty ass crew, be actin' new | |
Let me find out that you fuckin' with | |
Boo, and y'all gon' feel it | |
Waitin' for the day that you front, and catch a lump | |
From my black butterfly, that don't pack a lullaby | |
Sleep on her, she said, you bitches tried to creep on her | |
In the mall and didn't know she had the reach on her | |
Pearl-handled twenty-two, my | |
BooShe go ahead and walk her dogs, and represent | |
WuTo 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' bitches | |
Actin' like y'all jumpin' somethin', go 'head with that bullshit | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
Got tired of the games, the lies, the feeble alibis | |
Now you fuckin' with the next guy, a thug nigga | |
Derelict be actin' bugged nigga, show this nigga | |
Mad love but get no love nigga? | |
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 need's affection, but you're headed in the wrong direction | |
Tryin' to make this nigga jealous, with other fellas | |
All up in my face actin' overzealous | |
Like you want somethin' from | |
Meth, I hope it ain't love, girl' | |
Cause I ain't got none left for you, plus you miserable | |
Misery love company, shit | |
I'm livin' comfortably, don't need no | |
Nigga huntin' me down for fuckin' round, with his kitty | |
Talk to him, before my brother put a spark through him | |
Won't be pretty, the situation got my whole attitude shitty | |
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 before, and don't need it no more | |
That's my word, so go to your own with that there, word up | |
Tell that bighead, nigga, you run with that you was insane | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe, | |
I'm still lovin' you, babe |
zuò qǔ : Method Man JeanClaude " Poke" Olivier Samuel J. " Tone" Barnes | |
zuò cí : Barnes, D' Angelo, Olivier ... | |
You and I, ' til the day we die | |
Yo, yo, exgirlfriend, how you been? | |
I see you still tryin' to fuck with up a women, men | |
Remember when | |
I first met you in my cousin' s house | |
A week later we was fuckin' on your momma couch | |
Now it' s been said that big girls they 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 lonely, fly tenderoni but you phony | |
Shoulda listened, when my momma told me | |
Soon as I turn my back you try to fuck 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, pussy, 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 third, baby, daddy | |
And you hate to see a nigga happy | |
So you tryin' mad ways to trap me, lookin' at my girl nasty | |
Tryin' to throw the pussy at me | |
Now look at this bitch over here tryin' to act like me | |
I' m gonna fuck that bitch, she what wifey leftover | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
Yo, yo, it' s always you and your crusty ass crew, be actin' new | |
Let me find out that you fuckin' with | |
Boo, and y' all gon' feel it | |
Waitin' for the day that you front, and catch a lump | |
From my black butterfly, that don' t pack a lullaby | |
Sleep on her, she said, you bitches tried to creep on her | |
In the mall and didn' t know she had the reach on her | |
Pearlhandled twentytwo, my | |
BooShe go ahead and walk her dogs, and represent | |
WuTo 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' bitches | |
Actin' like y' all jumpin' somethin', go ' head with that bullshit | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
Got tired of the games, the lies, the feeble alibis | |
Now you fuckin' with the next guy, a thug nigga | |
Derelict be actin' bugged nigga, show this nigga | |
Mad love but get no love nigga? | |
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 need' s affection, but you' re headed in the wrong direction | |
Tryin' to make this nigga jealous, with other fellas | |
All up in my face actin' overzealous | |
Like you want somethin' from | |
Meth, I hope it ain' t love, girl' | |
Cause I ain' t got none left for you, plus you miserable | |
Misery love company, shit | |
I' m livin' comfortably, don' t need no | |
Nigga huntin' me down for fuckin' round, with his kitty | |
Talk to him, before my brother put a spark through him | |
Won' t be pretty, the situation got my whole attitude shitty | |
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 before, and don' t need it no more | |
That' s my word, so go to your own with that there, word up | |
Tell that bighead, nigga, you run with that you was insane | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe, | |
I' m still lovin' you, babe |