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I it though
I love it

Uh put your to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my
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 married but tonight I need some consummation

May the forgive us
May the God's be us
And magic hour
I seen good
Make decisions
Oh she do it,
What happened to
Oh she it
She on her make up
She casually
Text message break up, the of tour
How she gone wake up and not 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 at her like "this what you really wantedt, huh?"
What we argue anyway, oh I its summertime

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

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

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

When the sun go down its the magic
The hour
And outta all the colors that are up the skies
You got green on mind
I can see it in eyes
Why you there with your face screwed up
Don't while your hot that's how Mase screwed up
Throwing shit around, the whole screwed up
Maybe I call Mase so that he could pray for us
I hit the spot, at the bar, take a seat
I ordered you jerk, she "you are what you eat"
You see I always loved sense 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 Scarface couldn't be more Tony
You love me for me you be more phoney

Uh put your to the constellations
They way you should be a sin, you my sensation
said a word, haven't said 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 your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin' Rose all
Double-headed monster with a of his own
Cherry red chariot, excess is just my
All black tux, nigga shoes
I never needed from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's
We still speedin' runnin' signs 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 came to dope I was to export
Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next
New sedan, the Lex' sport
So many D.M.V. though it was mail fraud
Different traps, I was mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole clique's had tapeworms
Spinnin' Teddy vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the over
God bless the man I put ice over, uh
Gettin' money twice over
Still a nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the of death
Catchin' feelings stumble retracin' my steps