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    "U & Me" Lyrics


    You and Me
    We can make it last
    You and me
    We can make it last
    You and me
    We can make it last
    You and me
    We can make it last
    You and me...

    [Verse 1]

    It was me and you Trina who shared the hard times
    Still in love wit niggas who was serving some hard times
    Or involved wit niggas who lost their lives
    When Hollywood passed I nearly lost my mind
    I then rolled wit the traffickers worked in the Maximas
    When D.A in back of us, I'm stretched out nervous
    Asking myself, "Bitch was this really worth it?"
    What's my purpose I gotta keep searching
    It was me and you Trina who asked the same questions
    we decided when and which hoes we would fuck wit
    shop wit thug wit get into some thug shit
    turn 'em on to niggas who deep into that thug shit
    get money fuck a little let a nigga touch a little
    had to make moves our home was so fucking little
    Feel that? I know you do, guess what I wrote it too
    Please recognize this is a hip hop quoteable

    [Chorus + (over lapping the chorus)]

    (And even through the loneliest time
    we survived through our loneliest nights
    Just think about the struggling times
    when we survived through a nickel and dime
    And even if I had all the bread in the world
    I'd give it all up for one shot at
    You and Me, I'm that same bitch)

    [Verse 2]
    You and me were best friends but I'm the one you talk about?
    I showed love to everybody before I walked about
    the parties the club the function
    I leave you bring up discussions on who I'm fucking
    You and me were best friends we talked about abortions
    As little girls hair braided on the same porches
    We promised each other we would share the same losses
    Ya baby daddy passed we share the same losses
    It was you and me hoe getting c-notes

    bell hoppers to the death while Irish hoes deep throat
    Yeah it's beef in the air and why she know
    If anybody do she know how we flow
    Miami bitches you know how we go
    Nice entourage lock mints wonder bras
    Sit in the club I miss how it was

    [Chorus + (over lapping the chorus)]

    [Verse 3]
    You know it's really funny how the tables turn
    I moved forward and thank God for the lessons learned
    I used to strip clubs as a stepping stone
    Hit the stage got paid it wasn't my second home
    Ask somebody Trina been the shit on the streets
    Roll wrap late nights been the shit on the beach
    Brought blue baby jeans just to shit on the ?
    Keep tall body guys just to sit underneath
    Sit back pop bottle ya'll sit on ya'll feet
    Screaming my name tryna get in V.I.P
    I don't own the club boo
    I'm just showing love too
    But every time I see ya face I think of me and you
    It's disappointing that you fell off well not fell off
    I just can't accept you not being well off
    It wouldn't be me if I didn't tell all
    I even tried to call you but ya cell off

    [Chorus + (over lapping the chorus)]
    This song was submitted on May 26th, 2008 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Bunny Sigler, Louise E. Bishop, William Roberts, Andre Lyon, Marcello Valenzano.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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