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I love it
I love it

Uh put your to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my
I I'm preaching to the congregation
We love but you done learned a lot from Satan

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

May the Lord us
May the God's be us
And that hour
I good Christians
Make brash
Oh she do it,
happened to Religion?
Oh she it
She putting on her up
She allure
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
phenomenon, the Lebron of rhyme
Hard to be humble you stuntin' on a jumbotron
I'm looking at her like "this you really wantedt, huh?"
What we argue anyway, oh I its summertime

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

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

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

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

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

Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist it'll your ass to stone
limousine, sippin' Rose all along
Double-headed monster a mind of his own
red chariot, excess is just my character
All black tux, nigga lavender
I never needed acceptance all you outsiders
Had cyphers with before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's
We still speedin' runnin' signs 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 to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to dope I was to export
Never tired of ballin' so on to the next sport
New sedan, the Lex' sport
So many cars D.M.V. though it was fraud
Different traps, I was gettin' mail
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole clique's had tapeworms
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the nights
God bless the man I put ice over, uh
Gettin' 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