4 Better Or 4 Worse(Acapella)

歌詞

Uhh, do you take, Rhymealinda Do you love me Tre, do you really love me? To be your lawfully, wedded, wife? Uhhh, uhhhhh, I do, I do, no I don't, I do Ah roomie zoom zim, I'm all to be wet to Rhymealinda I remember umm, when we first met In eighty-two back in school used to play up all the fools Sometimes you'd be my number fives sometimes you'd be my twenty-two but umm, screw the dumbshit, cause little Rhymea's true I can't wait to say I do and oh yeah honey there's no due I got my chariot, rollin, now I'm mic controllin Got some spunk in my funk, I can't wait to put some soul in We're rollin all strikes, we're havin little tykes One is little Mike the other's Ike I'm sure that you would like to hold em, or maybe stroll em on their little bikes When they're born, I've sworn, to bring em up right you know, dope is how I breed em, beats is what I'll feed em They'll be healthy like a health nut I'm sure you shake your butt (Kick the verse preacher) and I won't disperse Here's my life Rhymealinda for better or for worse Well it's done she tagged me, duck duck goose I'm batter up I can't sleep the fly brotha must produce the power pack and I'm stacked like a forty-five Mag Straight up tennis shoes in my pants there's a sag Droppin so much grammar gotta slam it down my mouth Shup? I met a slut she, put me in the rut G with the dip that was down with me from the whole front Now front me never too cool how-ever I gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter Fix it up eat down throw it in the gutter (Gutter dreamed it) sour, (creamed it) gotta skinny-dipped into her ass as if it was a pool of water Now the water's gettin hotter so I bought her a new ring Maybe a love ballad is the song I sing I gotta kiss her ass my tongue I hold before I curse If you really want me BITCH, take me for better or for worse *phone rings* I mean nah, just *phone rings* (woman) I got it! *click* Hello? Well this is the final chapter