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I love it
I it though

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

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

May the Lord us
May the God's be us
And that hour
I seen Christians
Make brash
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 rubbing off
phenomenon, the Lebron of rhyme
Hard to be humble when you stuntin' on a
I'm at her like "this what you really wantedt, huh?"
What we argue anyway, oh I forgot its

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

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

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

the sun go down its the magic hour
The magic
And outta all the colors are still up the skies
You got on your mind
I can see it in eyes
Why you there with your face screwed up
Don't leave while your hot how Mase screwed up
Throwing around, the whole place screwed up
Maybe I should Mase 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 loved your of humor
But tonight you should seen how quiet the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Homme that's Dior Homme not Dior homie
The crib Scarface couldn't be more
You love me for me could you be more

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 give ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist it'll turn your ass to
Stretch limousine, Rose all along
monster with a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, is just my character
All tux, nigga shoes lavender
I never needed from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin' signs like they don't matter
Uh, hater never made me mad
Never that when I'm in my paper tag
G.4's at the Clearport
When it to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it to dope I was quick to export
Never tired of so it's on to the next sport
New sedan, the Lex' sport
So many cars D.M.V. though it was fraud
Different traps, I was gettin' from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole appetite had tapeworms
Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the nights
God the man I put this ice over, uh
Gettin' 2Pac twice over
Still a nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the angel of
feelings never stumble retracin' my steps