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I love it
I love it

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

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

May the Lord us
May the be with us
And magic hour
I seen Christians
Make decisions
Oh she do it,
What happened to
Oh she it
She putting on her up
She casually
message break up, the casualty of tour
How she wake up and not love me no more
I thought I was the ass hole, I guess rubbing off
Hood phenomenon, the of rhyme
Hard to be humble when you on a jumbotron
I'm looking at her like "this you really wantedt, huh?"
What we argue anyway, oh I forgot its

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

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

I mean a did a lot of waiting
We ain't married but tonight I need some

When the sun go down its the hour
The magic
And all the colors that are still up the skies
You got green on your
I can see it in your
Why you there with your face screwed up
Don't leave your hot that's how Mase screwed up
Throwing shit around, the whole place up
Maybe I should Mase so that he could pray for us
I hit the spot, at the bar, take a seat
I ordered you jerk, she "you are what you eat"
You see I loved your sense of humor
But tonight you should have how quiet the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Homme that's Dior Homme not Dior homie
The crib Scarface couldn't be Tony
You love me for me could you be more

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

Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give your ass a
Lookin' at my it'll turn your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, Rose all along
Double-headed with a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, excess is my character
All black tux, nigga shoes
I needed acceptance from all you outsiders
Had with Yeezy before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin' runnin' signs like they matter
Uh, hater talkin' never me mad
Never that when I'm in my paper tag
Therefore G.4's at the
When it come to fool I'm a Pep Boy
it came to dope I was quick to export
Never tired of so it's on to the next sport
New Mercedes sedan, the sport
So many cars D.M.V. though it was fraud
Different traps, I was gettin' from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole clique's had tapeworms
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay
I a tear before the nights over
God the man I put this ice over, uh
Gettin' 2Pac twice over
Still a real nigga, red sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the of death
Catchin' feelings never retracin' my steps