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Intro: Man

style, it's enough to make a hardrock smile
Ha ha ha, cheeba y'all
Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you stop
Yeah yeah, cootie in the
Cheeba y'all, and you don't stop
Yeah yeah, cootie in the -- Tical

Chorus: J. Blige [sample: Notorious B.I.G.]

all, I need
[Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I hope we fuckin die
to get by,
You're all, I
[Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I hope we fuckin die
to get by,

One:

Shorty I'm for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your world, me
Nuttin make a man feel than a woman
Queen with a crown be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my
We can make war or make
Back when I was
You made a brother feel like he was
That's why I'm you to this day boo no frontin
when the skies were gray
You would rub me on my and say "Baby it'll be okay"
Now that's to a brother like me baby
ever give my cootie away and keep it tight aight
And walk these dogs so we can live
In a fat ass crib thousands of kids
Word life you don't a ring to be my wife
Just be there for me and I'ma sure we
Be livin in the effin lap of
I'm realizing that you have to funk wit me
But you did, now I'm all out kid
And I got mad to give, you my nigga

2X

Interlude: J. Blige

sweet morning dew
I took one at you
And it was to see
You were my
With you I'll spend my
I'll dedicate my
sacrifice for you
Dedicate my for you

Verse

I got a love jonz for your body and skin tone
Five minutes alone I'm already on the
Plus I the fact you got a mind of your own
No to shop around you got the good stuff at home
Even if I'm locked up you in the world
Wrapped in three-fourths of cloth never your stuff off, boo
It be me for you that's how it is
I be Noah, you be my Wiz
I'm your Mister, you my Mrs. with and kisses
cards and birthday wishes? Please
Be on level of planning, of understanding
the bond man and woman, and child
The highest elevation, 'cause we
All romance crap, just show your love

Chorus (starts during the end of two, repeats until end)

Method Man

I'm sick of
Ha ha ha, cheeba y'all
And you don't
Yeah yeah, in the -- Tical!
Cheeba y'all, and you don't stop
yeah, cootie in the chair, Tical!
Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't
yeah, cootie in the chair, Tical
Mary J. raw, and
{Like sweet morning dew} yeah
{I took one look at you} cootie in the chair,
{And it was plain to see} Cheeba y'all
{You were my destiny, baby} Cheeba cheeba
Cheeba cheeba y'all, it on, yeah
What's that that they be smoking?

No romance without for now
Baby, please,
Stallion, ha ha, ha ha
Man woman and child,

{Anything you need, you need}