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I love it
I love it

Uh put your to the constellations
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 some

May the Lord us
May the be with us
And that hour
I seen good
Make decisions
Oh she do it,
What to Religion?
Oh she it
She putting on her up
She allure
Text break 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
Hood phenomenon, the 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 its summertime

Put your hands to the
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 a nigga did a lot of waiting
We ain't married but I need some consummation

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

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

Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist it'll turn your ass to
Stretch limousine, sippin' all along
Double-headed 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 climbin' up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin' runnin' signs like don't matter
Uh, hater never made me mad
Never when 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 dope I was to export
tired of ballin' so it's on to the next sport
New Mercedes sedan, the Lex'
So many D.M.V. though it was mail fraud
traps, I was gettin' mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole clique's had tapeworms
Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the nights
God the man I put this ice over, uh
2Pac money twice over
Still a nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the of death
Catchin' feelings never retracin' my steps