Ja Rule - Between Me And You (Remix) lyrics

Come on murda Come on Come on Oooh You wanna wine me, dine me, slide behind me Scratch my back, grab my neck and call me mami Now you slept with her, through the dos and don'ts boo Crept with her for your needs and wants So the kinky little things that you do, Rule Finally caught back up to you, true If you knew what I knew, ooh You better watch who you screw baby First things first Ma, let's keep it on the low and out the hood Cuz if our buisiness is everybody's, that ain't good I got a spot where we could lay M-I-A By the water, a beach house in Mi-a-mi Yea, even the hunnies play they know how the game go I don't tell, and you won't tell, and nobody'll know Hunnies holla, and at the end of the night I give em a first cla** ticket to paradise I twist backwards, Ma u wanna fly? Believe it's that good and mami I ain't gon' lie If you give it to Tah, shhhh nobody'll know Keep it low, the only way to keep it Murdah be creepin fa sho Soon as he hit the tunnel I through in the Hummer With the E flights of the O and the fire dro Even though (We Murderers Baby) it's all gravy As long as it don't get back to my lady Murdah mack and I'm crazy Now every little thing that we do (that we do) Should be between me and you (me and you) The freaky things that we do (that we do) Let's keep between me and you (me and you) Cause every little thing that we do (that we do) Should be between me and you (me and you) The freaky things that we do (that we do) Let's keep between me and you, ba-byyy It's deep, when you murda mamis from the street When it's beef, she know how to raise the heat And when we creep, we might never get caught Cuz she know I'll put her man on life support Picture me and my mami in court, never God I got a street freak, all night we fought Then we crush, when we finish fightin it's so exciting Had her doin the dyke thing with my dove from Dikeman Aiight then, gettin hot when the is dog bitin It's tight then, better feelin then I get from writin I like when, you and me about to get it on And that dance that you do when I throw on the Thong Song Holla, if you hear a n***a hollerin at cha Just between me and you, I'm really diggin you And this is what you should do, let's do some creepin Love your man all week, and see me on weekends I'm your part time freak-er All Rimmied up, on extasy and wifey free Sex with me could get a little crazy at times Once I start and I sweat, it's the heart of the grind I'm lookin down at my watch, it's about that time Your man calls, and you start to lie And it seems like everytime I'm in bed with you, baby Homey be checkin up on you, baby That n***a must be, crazy, broke, and lazy No wonder you f*ckin me Baby, it's just me and you and nobody got a clue About that freaky little thing that we do