[Method Man]
 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 cousin's house  a week later
 we was fuckin on your momma couch  now it's been said
 that big girls they don't cry  but they damn sure lie
 Look you in the eye  sayin you they only
 You and I, til the day we die, said you'd 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 that'll make me think twice
 about leavin the wife even, picture that
 You ain't 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 must like leftover"
 [D'Angelo]
 I'm still in love with babe (8X)
 [Method Man]
 Yo yo
 It's always you and your crusty ass crew, be actin new
 Let me find out that you fuckin with Boo, and y'all gon' feel it
 Waitin for the day that you front, and catch a lump
 from my black butterfly, that don't pack a lullaby
 Sleep on her, she said you bitches tried to creep on her
 in the mall and didn't 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
 I'll bring the bullets, knowhatI'msayin? Stop playin
 You and them dyke lookin bitches
 Actin like y'all jumpin somethin, go 'head with that bullshit
 [D'Angelo]
 I'm still in love with babe (8X)
 [Method Man]
 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 need's affection
 but you're 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 ain't love girl
 Cause I ain't got none left for you, plus you miserable
 Misery Love Company, shit I'm livin comfortably, don't need no
 nigga huntin me down for fuckin round, with his kitty
 Talk to him, before my brother put a spark through him
 Won't 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 don't need it no mo'
 That's, my, word! So go to your own with that there, word up
 and tell that bighead nigga you run with that you was insane
 [D'Angelo]
 I'm still in love with babe (8X