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I it though
I love it

Uh put hands 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

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

May the Lord us
May the be with us
And that hour
I seen Christians
Make decisions
Oh she do it,
What happened to
Oh she it
She on her make up
She allure
Text 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 it's off
Hood phenomenon, the Lebron of
Hard to be humble when you stuntin' on a
I'm looking at her "this what you really wantedt, huh?"
What we argue anyway, oh I forgot its

Put hands to the constellations
They way you look be a sin, you my sensation
I I'm preaching to the congregation
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 I need 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 your
I can see it in your
Why you standing there with your screwed up
Don't while your 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 that's Homme not Dior homie
The Scarface couldn't be more Tony
You love me for me you be more phoney

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

Lookin' at my bitch I bet she your ass a bone
at my wrist it'll turn your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin' all along
monster with a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, excess is my character
All black tux, nigga shoes
I never needed from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth
Before his jaw shattered up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin' signs like they don't matter
Uh, talkin' never made me mad
Never that I'm in my favorite paper tag
Therefore G.4's at the
When it come to tools I'm a Pep Boy
When it to dope I was quick 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
traps, I was gettin' mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole clique's appetite had
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay
I shed a tear before the over
God the man I put this ice over, uh
2Pac money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice
I'm makin' to the angel of death
feelings never stumble retracin' my steps