Ja Rule - Bewteen Me and You (Remix) LYRICS

f/ The Murderers, Christina Milian



[Vita]

Come on murda

Come on

Come on

Oooh



[Vita]

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



[Tah Murdah]

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 class 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



[Chorus: Christina Milian]

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



[Black Child]

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



[Chorus]



[Ja Rule]

Holla, if you hear a nigga 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 nigga must be, crazy, broke, and lazy

No wonder you fuckin me

Baby, it's just me and you and nobody got a clue

About that freaky little thing that we do



[Chorus]