| We just can't go wrong | |
| You got me hypnotized, mesmorized (mesmorized) | |
| What you watn, I shoot a line, thinkin maybe we can talk, cause | |
| The first time I layed eyes on you, boo | |
| I seen into the future, you and I true blue, huh | |
| High school, eleventh grad, my-my you fly | |
| I was struck, you gave a go, we took it slow | |
| Every Friday you mad it my day, comin to know | |
| You was pure inside out, and not just a ho | |
| Oh my god, my folks takin to you, now it's official | |
| If other girls would call the crib, my mommy she would blow the whistle | |
| I'ma, past the fatuation love is in effect, now | |
| What you call sex, I say 'yo baby I'm stressed out' | |
| We hooked a bond that's so strong knowin | |
| [CHORUS x3: verse 2 cuts in] | |
| Many years in the mix now | |
| We get a crib together, our love is tough as leather | |
| Always by your side like a shadow, but not narrow | |
| You be like my queen, OC I'll be your pharoahe | |
| Handle each other with care, we're | |
| Inseperable, none come second to you | |
| We imbelish in trust, we might fuss and cuss | |
| Cause we're like stainless steel baby, we can never rust | |
| Blessed with God, for grantin my soulmate to life | |
| Commonlaw, 9 years, you officially my wife, ooh | |
| Do what you want, I don't worry bout fools | |
| Cause I know know it's me you're comin home to, true | |
| Teenage love turned into somethin strong knowin | |
| [CHORUS x3] | |
| Always and forever, forever always | |
| So much temptation but I don't pickup strays | |
| Case in fact, I'd rather be many a groupies | |
| Lookin fine like I realized they just floosies | |
| Toured the world from Amsterdam to Japan | |
| Shot at me on tour, hooker tried to play a man, now | |
| Thought about my girl, my moms and my pops | |
| If it wasn't for the cops I'd be layin in a box | |
| Dyin in vain, causin whole lotta pain | |
| Tombstone mighta read 'Gave it what all for the fame' | |
| And when I'm away call my woman every day | |
| I figure why fuck up a good thing over one night's lay, I say | |
| Gettin past all the sour times we had | |
| From others intervening talkin nothing but trash, but | |
| We got a bond that's so strong knowin | |
| [CHORUS: fades until end] |