U Can Cry to Me

Yeah, yup I heard it
Chef, man what up

Ay yo money like floyd, and swagger like puff
That's what's up
You f*ck with them big girls? yup
Had Ghostface "all I got is you" on
I knew i had to move on
This light, red-bone bitch, it grew on [C7]me
I know you're ɾich, few kids, live in the cliffs
All I see is fly gear, and [Bm]hourly spiffs
That's what it is
Clean brim, Louies was [Am7]thin
Glasses on, she mastered niggas, misses Slim
At the crib, I'm at her ɾest cooking
Then came the negligée, Rae stop looking
Left on [C7]the stove yo, came over, slammer was [Am7]ɾock
She threw it in her mouth, good looking out
Chill for [Dm7]a sec, my [A]ɾeal boo, yo, smooth as a tank
That's why I buy her more shit, I'm feelin' the sex
This my [A]nigga, long [Am]time gangsta
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You don't have to [C7]lie to [C7]me
You can cry to [C7]me
You're the only one I let see this side of me
So give me your heart
This is my [A]promise
For you
Ask what I'll be [Am]when I'm older

And I'll be [Am]your man
And you'll be [Am]my [A]woman
And you'll understand
We could be [Am]open

You can cry to [C7]me
When we're making love
You can cry to [C7]me
Girl, if it's too much

You don't have to [C7]hide from me
I know its frightening
It's clear as day, but it still feels like [F]night to [C7]me
So give me your heart
Baby, I'll light it
For you
Ask what you'll see when it's over

And you'll see a man
And I'll see my [A]woman
You'll understand
We could be [Am]open

You can cry to [C7]me
When we're making love
You can cry to [C7]me
Girl, if it's too much

You can cry to [C7]me
When we're making love
You can cry to [C7]me
Girl, if it's too much