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I it though
I love it

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

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

May the forgive us
May the be with us
And that magic
I good Christians
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 thought I was the ass hole, I it's rubbing off
phenomenon, the Lebron of rhyme
Hard to be humble when you on a jumbotron
I'm at her like "this what you really wantedt, huh?"
What we anyway, oh I forgot its summertime

Put hands to the constellations
They way you look be a sin, you my sensation
I know I'm to the congregation
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 magic
The hour
And outta all the colors are still up the skies
You got green on mind
I can see it in eyes
Why you standing there with your face up
leave while your hot that's how Mase screwed up
Throwing shit around, the whole screwed up
Maybe I should call Mase so that he could 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 have seen how quiet the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme that's Dior Homme not homie
The crib Scarface be more Tony
You love me for me you be more phoney

Uh put your to the constellations
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 bitch I bet she your ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist it'll your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin' Rose all
Double-headed monster with a of his own
Cherry red chariot, is just my character
All tux, nigga shoes lavender
I never needed acceptance from all you
Had cyphers with before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin' runnin' like they don't matter
Uh, hater talkin' made me mad
Never that when I'm in my favorite 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 ballin' so on to the next sport
New Mercedes sedan, the Lex'
So many cars D.M.V. though it was 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 bless the man I put ice over, uh
2Pac money twice over
Still a real nigga, red sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the angel of
Catchin' feelings never retracin' my steps