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I it though
I love it

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

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

May the forgive us
May the be with us
And magic hour
I seen good
Make brash
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 wake up and not love me no more
I thought I was the ass hole, I it's rubbing off
phenomenon, the Lebron of rhyme
Hard to be when you stuntin' on a jumbotron
I'm at her like "this what you really wantedt, huh?"
What we argue anyway, oh I forgot its

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

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

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

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

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

Lookin' at my I bet she give your ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist turn your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin' Rose all
monster with a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, is just my character
All black tux, nigga lavender
I never 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 they don't matter
Uh, talkin' never made me mad
Never that when I'm in my favorite tag
Therefore G.4's at the
it come to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to dope I was quick to
Never tired of ballin' so on to the next sport
New Mercedes sedan, the Lex'
So many cars D.M.V. though it was mail
Different traps, I was gettin' from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole appetite had tapeworms
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay
I shed a tear the nights over
God the man I put this ice over, uh
Gettin' money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, roller
I'm love to the angel of death
feelings never stumble retracin' my steps