E-40 - Thick & Thin lyrics

{*Lil' Mo harmonizes for first 0:20*} [Chorus: Lil' Mo] I just wanna be your Superwoman Wanna keep you goin, wanna make you smile I'm the one that's gon' be faithful to ya Never doubt you, c'mon, let me show you how Baby don't you know you drive me crazy Got to have you baby, cause I love your style Boy I'm never gonna let you go Gotta let you know, you can stop right now [E-40] Through thick and thin, to the end If I ran out of money, no dividends? If I had to do time, if I was up in the pen Would you still be my lady, would you still be my friend? No matter how tough it get, no matter whatever matter Are you gon' still have my back like a chiropractor? Through sickness, through health, for better for worse 'Til the day that they haul me off in a hearse? Our world is as big as we make it Let's make the best of it darling, let's celebrate it We too real to be phony, why should we fake it? We too young to be lonely, let's elevate it We can reach for the stars, the outer limits Would you share with me if you had the winning lottery ticket? I need the kind of broad that they don't make The kind that know how to cook and communicate [Chorus] [E-40] I'm not a Rescue Ronnie, I'm a mack-a-roni My mack game is impeccable, no baloney But you done whipped it on a player so tough So much it make a player wanna put his pimp cup up I be hardheaded, superthug You want me at home, but I be at the club Gettin whiskey'd and perkin and gettin tilt But at the club is where e'rybody be gettin k**ed I'm a mannish person, superperkin This is how I eat momma, see I be networkin I stay in the traffic, I'm all about my G's Put your clothes on darling, let's go to Tommy T's The Comedy Club, up in the Contra Costa Off of Willow Pa** Road, up in Concord I ain't a pretty boy, and I ain't ugly If a broad got up in my face would you scratch her up for me? [Chorus] [Lil' Mo] Now I ain't never gonna let you go No no, never never gonna let you go, nah-ha I ain't never gonna let you go Gotta let you know, we can stop right now [E-40] You remind me of my favorite instrument a guitar Or my favorite vehicle, a Chevy SSR I'm a turf superstar we go together like a drink and the bar Like Tiger Woods and the back nine par, trust dat I know you the type to stand tall through it all Let's splurge a little, let's me and you hit the mall I get you the Stella McCartney jeans and books You get me the Steve Harvey line collection suit We can juggle some bills and use our sk**s We can sell a few pills and make a few deals However whatever to get the scrill Whatever it takes for us to get over the hill [Chorus] - 2X [Lil' Mo] You can stop right now We ain't gotta wait 'til tomorrow Not another second, not another minute, yeah You can stop right now Right right now Right right right right now Rriiiiiiiiiiiiight now, yeah