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I love it
I it though

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

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

May the Lord us
May the be with us
And magic hour
I good Christians
Make decisions
Oh she do it,
happened to Religion?
Oh she it
She putting on her up
She allure
Text message break up, the of tour
How she wake up and not love me no more
I I was the ass hole, I guess it's rubbing off
Hood phenomenon, the 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 forgot its

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

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

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

When the sun go down its the magic
The hour
And all the colors that are still up the skies
You got green on mind
I can see it in your
Why you standing there with face screwed up
Don't while your hot that's how Mase screwed up
Throwing shit around, the whole place 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 "you are what you eat"
You see I always your 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 couldn't be more Tony
You love me for me you be more phoney

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

at my bitch I bet she give your ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist turn 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 black tux, nigga lavender
I needed acceptance from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with before his mouth wired
his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin' runnin' signs they don't matter
Uh, hater talkin' never me mad
Never that when I'm in my paper tag
Therefore G.4's at the
When it come to fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to I was quick to export
Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next
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 appetite had tapeworms
Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a tear the nights over
God bless the man I put ice over, uh
Gettin' 2Pac money twice
a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the of death
feelings never stumble retracin' my steps