Break Ups 2 Make Ups Lyrics - D'angelo

(Method Man)You and I, 'til the day we die. (day we die.) 

Yo, yo Ex-girlfriend, how you been? I see you still 

tryin to fuck with other 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" 

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"Uh-huh, fuck that bitch, she must like leftovers 

"(D'Angelo) 

I'm still in love with babe (8X) 

(Method Man) 

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 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 that I'm sayin? Stop playin 

You and them dyke lookin bitches 

Actin like y'all jumpin somethin, go 'head with that bullshit 

(D'Angelo) 

I'm still in love with babe (8X) 

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(Method Man) 

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 befo', and don't need it no mo' 

That's, my, word! So go to your own with that there, word up 

and tell that bighead nigga you run with that you was insane 

(D'Angelo) 

I'm still in love with babe (8X)