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Intro: Man

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

Chorus: Mary J. Blige Notorious B.I.G.]

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

One:

Shorty I'm there for you you need me
For real girl, it's me in your world, me
Nuttin make a man feel better a woman
Queen with a that be down for whatever
are few things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make
Back I was nothin
You made a brother feel he was somethin
why I'm with you to this day boo no frontin
Even when the skies gray
You would rub me on my back and say "Baby be okay"
Now that's real to a brother me baby
Never ever give my cootie away and it tight aight
And I'ma walk these so we can live
In a fat ass crib with thousands of
life you don't need a ring to be my wife
Just be for me and I'ma make sure we
Be in the effin lap of luxury
I'm that you didn't have to funk wit me
But you did, now I'm all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my

2X

Interlude: Mary J.

Like sweet dew
I one look at you
And it was to see
You my destiny
With you I'll my time
I'll my life
I'll for you
my life for you

Verse

I got a love jonz for your body and your skin
Five minutes alone I'm already on the
I love 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 showin your off, boo
It be true me for you how it is
I be Noah, you be my Wiz
I'm your Mister, you my Mrs. hugs and kisses
Valentine cards and birthday wishes?
Be on another level of planning, of
the bond between man and woman, and
The highest elevation, we above
All that romance crap, just show your

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

Method Man

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

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

{Anything you need, you need}