You and me We can it last You and me We can make it You and me We can make it You and me We can make it You and me
It was me and you Trina who shared the times Still in love wit niggas who servicing some hard times Or involved wit niggas who their lives When Hollywood passed I nearly lost my I then rolled wit the traffickers, worked in the D.A in back of us, I'm out nervous Asking myself, bitch was this worth it? What's my purpose, shit, I gotta searching It was me and you Trina who the same questions We decided when and which hoe's we could fuck Shop wit club wit get into some shit 'em on to niggas who was deep into that drug shit Get fuck a little let a nigga touch a little Had to make moves our home was so fucking Feel that I know you do, guess I wrote it too Please recognize this is a hip hop
And even through the time We survived through the nights I of you and me Just thinkin' the struggling times When we survived on a and dime It was you and me And if I had all the bread in the world I'd give it all up for one at You and me, I'm that same that never was
You and me were best but I'm the one you talk about I love to everybody before I walked up out The party, the club, the I leave you bring up discussions of who I'm You and me were friends we talked about abortions As little hair braided on the same porches We promised each other we would share the same Your baby passed we share the same losses It was you and me hoe C notes hoppers to the death while Irish chicks deep throat Yeah it's in the air and why she know If do she know how we flow bitches you know how we blow At any you know how we go Nice entourage lock mints wonder As I sit in the club I what it was
And even the stormiest times We survived through the nights I of you and me Just thinkin' about the struggling we survived on a nickel and dime It was you and me And even if I had all the bread in the I'd it all up for one shot at You and Me
You know it's really how the tables turn I moved forward and thank God for the learned I used the strip clubs as a stone Hit the got paid it wasn't my second home Ask somebody Trina the shit on the streets Wrote late nights I'm the shit on the beat Cross blue baby jeans to shit on the creep Keep tall body just to sit underneath Sit back pop bottle ya'll sit on ya'll my name tryna get in V.I.P. I own the club boo I'm showing love true But every I see ya face I think of me and you It's disappointing that you fell off well not off I just can't accept you not being off It wouldn't be me if I tell all I even to call you but ya cell off
And even the stormiest time We survived through the loneliest I of you and me Just thinkin' about the times When we on a nickel and dime It was you and me And if I had all the bread in the world I'd give it all up for one at You and Me, I'm that bitch