Method Man - You're All I Need Lyrics
Intro: method manRugged style, it's enough to make a hardrock smileHa ha ha, cheeba cheeba y'allCheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stopYeah yeah, cootie in the chairCheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stopYeah yeah, cootie in the -- check ticalChorus: 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, ahhhhhYou're all, i need[lie together, cry together, i swear to god i hope we *****in die together]To get by, ahhhhhVerse one:Shorty i'm there for you anytime you need meFor real girl, it's me in your world, believe meNuttin make a man feel better than a womanQueen with a crown that be down for whateverThere are few things that's forever, my ladyWe can make war or make babiesBack when i was nothinYou made a brother feel like he was somethinThat's why i'm with you to this day boo no frontinEven when the skies were grayYou would rub me on my back and say "baby it'll be okay"Now that's real to a brother like me babyNever ever give my cootie away and keep it tight aightAnd i'ma walk these dogs so we can liveIn a fat ass crib with thousands of kidsWord life you don't need a ring to be my wifeJust be there for me and i'ma make sure weBe livin in the effin lap of luxuryI'm realizing that you didn't have to funk wit meBut you did, now i'm going all out kidAnd i got mad love to give, you my niggaChorus 2xInterlude: mary j. bligeLike sweet morning dewI took one look at youAnd it was plain to seeYou were my destinyWith you i'll spend my timeI'll dedicate my lifeI'll sacrifice for youDedicate my life for youVerse two:I got a love jonz for your body and your skin toneFive minutes alone i'm already on the bonePlus i love the fact you got a mind of your ownNo need to shop around you got the good stuff at homeEven if i'm locked up north you in the worldWrapped in three-fourths of cloth never showin your stuff off, booIt be true me for you that's how it isI be your noah, you be my wizI'm your mister, you my mrs. with hugs and kissesValentine cards and birthday wishes? pleaseBe on another level of planning, of understandingThe bond between man and woman, and childThe highest elevation, cuz we aboveAll that romance crap, just show your loveChorus (starts during the end of verse two, repeats until end)Outro: method manI'm sick of policeHa ha ha, cheeba cheeba y'allAnd you don't stopYeah yeah, cootie in the -- tical!Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stopYeah yeah, cootie in the chair, tical!Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stopYeah yeah, cootie in the chair, ticalMary 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'allCheeba cheeba y'all, bring it on, yeahWhat's that shit that they be smoking?No romance without finance for nowBaby, please, ninety-fiveTicallion stallion, ha ha, ha haMan woman and child, yeah{anything you need, anything you need}
