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I it though
I love it

Uh put your to the constellations
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 did a lot of waiting
We married but tonight I need some consummation

May the forgive us
May the be with us
And that magic
I seen Christians
brash decisions
Oh she do it,
What happened to
Oh she it
She on her make up
She allure
Text message break up, the of tour
How she gone wake up and not love me no
I I was the ass hole, I guess it's rubbing off
Hood phenomenon, the Lebron of
to be humble when you stuntin' on a jumbotron
I'm looking at her like "this you really wantedt, huh?"
we argue anyway, oh I forgot its summertime

Put your to the constellations
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

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

I a nigga did a lot of waiting
We married but tonight I need some consummation

When the sun go its the magic hour
The hour
And outta all the that are still up the skies
You got green on mind
I can see it in eyes
Why you standing there with your screwed up
Don't leave 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, a seat
I ordered you jerk, she "you are what you eat"
You see I always your sense of humor
But tonight you should have seen how quiet the was
The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme that's Dior not Dior homie
The crib Scarface couldn't be 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
Haven't said a word, haven't said a word to me this
Cat got tongue?

Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give your ass a
Lookin' at my wrist turn your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin' all along
Double-headed with a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, excess is my character
All black tux, shoes lavender
I never needed from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with Yeezy his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's
We still runnin' signs like they don't matter
Uh, hater talkin' made me mad
Never that when I'm in my favorite tag
G.4's at the Clearport
When it come to fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to dope I was quick to
Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next
New Mercedes sedan, the sport
So many cars D.M.V. it was mail fraud
Different traps, I was gettin' from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole clique's appetite had
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass as my jay burns
I a tear before the nights over
God bless the man I put ice over, uh
Gettin' 2Pac twice over
a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' to the angel of death
Catchin' feelings never retracin' my steps