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I it though
I it though

Uh put your hands to the
They way you look be a sin, you my sensation
I know I'm preaching to the
We love Jesus but you done learned a lot Satan

I a nigga did a lot of waiting
We married but tonight I need some consummation

May the Lord us
May the be with us
And that magic
I seen good
brash decisions
Oh she do it,
What happened to
Oh she it
She on her make up
She allure
Text message up, the casualty of tour
How she gone up and not love me no more
I thought I was the ass hole, I guess it's off
phenomenon, the Lebron of rhyme
Hard to be humble you stuntin' on a jumbotron
I'm at her like "this what you really wantedt, huh?"
we argue anyway, oh I forgot its summertime

Put your to the constellations
They way you look be a sin, you my sensation
I I'm preaching to the congregation
We love but you done learned a lot from Satan

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

I mean a nigga did a lot of
We ain't married but tonight I need consummation

When the sun go its the magic hour
The hour
And outta all the colors are still up the skies
You got on your mind
I can see it in eyes
Why you standing there your face screwed up
Don't leave while your hot that's how screwed up
Throwing around, the whole place screwed up
Maybe I should call Mase so that he pray for us
I hit the Jamaican spot, at the bar, take a
I you jerk, she said "you are what you eat"
You see I always loved your of humor
But tonight you should have seen how the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme that's Dior Homme not Dior
The Scarface couldn't be more Tony
You love me for me you be more phoney

Uh put your hands to the
They way you look should be a sin, you my
Haven't said a word, haven't said a word to me evening
Cat got tongue?

Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give your ass a
at my wrist it'll turn your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin' Rose all
Double-headed monster a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, is just my character
All black tux, shoes lavender
I never needed from all you outsiders
Had cyphers Yeezy before his mouth wired
his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin' runnin' like they don't matter
Uh, hater talkin' never me mad
Never that I'm in my favorite paper tag
G.4's at the Clearport
When it come to fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to I was quick to export
Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next
New sedan, the Lex' sport
So many cars D.M.V. though it was mail
traps, I was gettin' mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole clique's appetite had
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the over
God bless the man I put ice over, uh
2Pac money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice
I'm makin' love to the angel of
Catchin' feelings stumble retracin' my steps