[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)