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I it though
I love it

Uh put your hands to the
They way you should be a sin, you my sensation
I I'm preaching to the congregation
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 God's be us
And that magic
I seen good
Make brash
Oh she do it,
happened to Religion?
Oh she it
She on her make up
She casually
Text break up, the casualty of tour
How she gone wake up and not me no more
I I was the ass hole, I guess it's rubbing off
Hood phenomenon, the Lebron of
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 hands to the constellations
They way you should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I'm to the congregation
We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

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

When the sun go 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 there with face screwed up
Don't leave while hot that's how Mase screwed up
shit around, the whole place screwed up
Maybe I should call Mase so that he 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 always loved sense of humor
But you should have seen how quiet the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme that's Dior not Dior homie
The crib Scarface be more Tony
You love me for me could you be more

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 to me this evening
Cat got your

Lookin' at my I bet she give your ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist it'll your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, Rose all along
monster with a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, excess is just my
All black tux, nigga shoes
I never acceptance from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth
Before his jaw shattered up the Lord's ladder
We speedin' runnin' signs like they don't matter
Uh, hater never made me mad
that when I'm in my favorite paper tag
Therefore G.4's at the
When it to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to I was quick to export
tired of ballin' so it's on to the next sport
New Mercedes sedan, the sport
So many cars D.M.V. though it was mail
Different traps, I was gettin' from
County, Jacksonville, rep Melbourne
Whole clique's appetite had
Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a before the nights over
God the man I put this ice over, uh
Gettin' money twice over
Still a nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm love to the angel of death
feelings never stumble retracin' my steps