(feat. Mary J. Blige)

[Intro: Method Man]


Rugged style, it's enough to make a hardrock smile
Ha ha ha, cheeba cheeba y'all

Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop
Yeah yeah, cootie in the chair
Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop

Yeah yeah, cootie in the -- check Tical

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


You're all, I need
[Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I hope we $#&@in die together]

to get by, ahhhhh
You're all, I need
[Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I hope we $#&@in die together]

to get by, ahhhhh

[Verse One:]


Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your world, believe me

Nuttin make a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my lady

We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin
You made a brother feel like he was somethin

That's why I'm with you to this day boo no frontin
Even when the skies were gray
You would rub me on my back and say "Baby it'll be okay"

Now that's real to a brother like me baby
Never ever give my cootie away and keep it tight aight
And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live

In a fat $$# crib with thousands of kids
Word life you don't need a ring to be my wife
Just be there for me and I'ma make sure we

Be livin in the effin lap of luxury
I'm realizing that you didn't have to funk wit me
But you did, now I'm going all out kid

And I got mad love to give, you my ^!$$%

[Chorus x2]


[Interlude: Mary J. Blige]


Like sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see

You were my destiny
With you I'll spend my time
I'll dedicate my life

I'll sacrifice for you
Dedicate my life for you


[Verse Two:]

I got a love jonz for your body and your skin tone

Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got a mind of your own
No need to shop around you got the good stuff at home

Even if I'm locked up North you in the world
Wrapped in three-fourths of cloth never showin your stuff off, boo
It be true me for you that's how it is

I be your Noah, you be my Wiz
I'm your Mister, you my Mrs. with hugs and kisses
Valentine cards and birthday wishes? Please

Be on another level of planning, of understanding
the bond between man and woman, and child
The highest elevation, cuz we above

All that romance crap, just show your love

[Chorus: starts during the end of verse two, repeats until end]


[Outro: Method Man]

I'm sick of police
Ha ha ha, cheeba cheeba y'all

And you don't stop
Yeah yeah, cootie in the - Tical!
Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop
Yeah yeah, cootie in the chair, Tical!
Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop

Yeah yeah, cootie in the chair, Tical
Mary J. raw, and Meth-Tical
(Like sweet morning dew) Yeah yeah
(I took one look at you) cootie in the chair, Tical
(And it was plain to see) Cheeba cheeba y'all

(You were my destiny, baby) Cheeba cheeba y'all
Cheeba cheeba y'all, bring it on, yeah
What's that %#@! that they be smoking?

No romance without finance for now

Baby, please, ninety-five
Ticallion Stallion, ha ha, ha ha
Man woman and child, yeah

(Anything you need, anything you need)