Luyện nghe bài hát You're All I Need (puff Daddy Remix)

Intro: Man

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

Chorus: Mary J. Blige [sample: 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 we fuckin die together]
to get by,

One:

Shorty I'm there for you you need me
For real girl, it's me in world, believe me
Nuttin make a man better than a woman
Queen with a crown be down for whatever
There are few that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make
when I was nothin
You made a brother feel he was somethin
That's why I'm with you to this day boo no
when the skies were gray
You would rub me on my and say "Baby it'll be okay"
Now that's real to a brother like me
Never ever give my cootie and keep it tight aight
And I'ma walk dogs so we can live
In a fat ass crib with of kids
Word life you don't a ring to be my wife
Just be there for me and I'ma sure we
Be in the effin lap of luxury
I'm realizing that you didn't have to 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 morning dew
I took one at you
And it was to see
You were my
you I'll spend my time
I'll dedicate my
sacrifice for you
Dedicate my for you

Verse

I got a love jonz for your body and your skin
minutes alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got a mind of own
No need to shop you got the good stuff at home
Even if I'm locked up North you in the
Wrapped in three-fourths of cloth never your stuff 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 and birthday wishes? Please
Be on another level of planning, of
the bond man and woman, and child
The highest elevation, 'cause we
All that crap, just show your love

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

Method Man

I'm sick of
Ha ha ha, cheeba y'all
And you don't
yeah, cootie 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 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, Cheeba cheeba y'all
Cheeba cheeba y'all, it on, yeah
What's that that they be smoking?

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

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