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I it though
I it though

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

I a nigga 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 seen good
Make decisions
Oh she do it,
What to Religion?
Oh she it
She putting on her up
She casually
Text break up, the casualty of tour
How she gone 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 what you wantedt, huh?"
What we argue anyway, oh I forgot its

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

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

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

When the sun go down its the magic
The magic
And outta all the colors are still up the skies
You got green on your
I can see it in your
Why you standing there your face screwed up
Don't leave while your hot that's how screwed up
Throwing shit around, the 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 you jerk, she said "you are what you eat"
You see I always loved your of humor
But tonight you have seen how quiet the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme that's Dior Homme not Dior
The crib Scarface couldn't be more
You love me for me could you be more

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

at my bitch I bet she give your ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist it'll turn your ass to
Stretch limousine, Rose all along
Double-headed monster a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, excess is just my
All tux, nigga shoes lavender
I never needed acceptance all you outsiders
Had with Yeezy before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin' runnin' signs they don't matter
Uh, talkin' never made me mad
Never that when I'm in my paper tag
G.4's at the Clearport
When it come to tools 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 Lex'
So many cars D.M.V. it was mail fraud
Different traps, I was gettin' from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole appetite had tapeworms
Spinnin' Pendergrass vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the nights
God bless the man I put ice over, uh
Gettin' 2Pac money over
a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the angel of
Catchin' feelings stumble retracin' my steps