ฟังเพลงBreak Ups 2 Make Ups (Explicit)

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 fuck with other women men, remember when

I first met you in my cousins house, a week later

We was fuckin 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 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 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 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

Uh-huh, fuck that bitch, 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 fuckin 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 bitches 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 bitches

like yall Actin jumpin somethin, go head with that bullshit

Im still in love with babe （8x）

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 needs affection

But youre 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 aint love girl

Cause I aint got none left for you, plus you miserable

Misery love company, shit Im livin comfortably, dont need no

Nigga huntin me down for fuckin round, with his kitty

Talk to him, before my brother put a spark through him

Wont 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 dont need it no mo

Thats, my, word! so go to your own with that there, word up

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

Im still in love with babe （8x）