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I it though
I love it

Uh 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

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

May the Lord us
May the be with us
And magic hour
I seen Christians
Make decisions
Oh she do it,
What happened to
Oh she it
She putting on her up
She casually
message 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
Hood phenomenon, the of rhyme
to be humble when you stuntin' on a jumbotron
I'm looking at her "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 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 down its the hour
The magic
And outta all the that are still up the skies
You got green on mind
I can see it in your
Why you standing there with your face up
Don't while your hot that's how Mase screwed up
shit around, the whole place 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 should have seen how the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme that's Homme not Dior homie
The crib Scarface couldn't be more
You love me for me could you be phoney

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

Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give your ass a
Lookin' at my wrist it'll your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, Rose all along
Double-headed monster a mind of his own
red chariot, excess is just my character
All black tux, nigga lavender
I needed acceptance from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with Yeezy before his wired
Before his jaw shattered climbin' up the ladder
We speedin' runnin' signs like they don't matter
Uh, hater talkin' made me mad
that when I'm in my favorite paper tag
Therefore G.4's at the
When it come to fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to dope I was to export
Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next
New Mercedes sedan, the Lex'
So many cars D.M.V. though it was fraud
Different traps, I was mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole clique's appetite had
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass as my jay burns
I shed a tear the nights over
God bless the man I put ice over, uh
Gettin' money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, roller
I'm love to the angel of death
Catchin' never stumble retracin' my steps