Method Man

Method Man - Sweet Love (feat. Cappadonna, Streetlife) lyrics

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Excuse me gorgeous..

 Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin
 Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan
 Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words
 Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr
 Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate
 High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it
 Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten
 I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin
 She replied, "Street, you ever ride while you drive?"
 I looked puzzled, and said, "Nah baby why?"
 She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up
 Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up
 Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit
 Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it
 Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin
 Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?

 [Cappadonna]
 Love is love Love, love is love Love
 Love is love Love, love is love Love
 We connected like a train from the first ordeal
 I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real
 but like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants
 I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance
 She said, "Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?"
 I said, "Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band
 Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?
 Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can
 Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub"
 Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love

 [Method Man]
 It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed
 by the passion, slow jam tunes and body action
 My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips
 got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin
 in your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad
 I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class
 Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma
 Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!
 Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up
 but the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up
 We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through
 you'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass
 Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it
 slow or fast?  She said, "I like it when it last"
 No doubt, you got the best trout there can be
 Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.
 You'd rather deal with monogamy
 Queen to be held, Black Mahogany
 You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down
 Now you can't stand it, you've been touched
 That's when I felt the blood rush
 Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there
 Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much
 "Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts
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Released in: 2000

Language: English

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