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I love it
I love it

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

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

May the forgive us
May the God's be us
And that magic
I seen Christians
brash decisions
Oh she do it,
What to Religion?
Oh she it
She on her make up
She casually
Text message 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
Hood phenomenon, the of rhyme
Hard to be humble when you on a jumbotron
I'm looking at her like "this 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 I'm preaching to the congregation
We love Jesus but you done a lot from Satan

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

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

When the sun go its the magic hour
The magic
And outta all the colors that are up the skies
You got green on your
I can see it in your
Why you there with your face screwed up
Don't leave while your hot how Mase screwed up
Throwing shit around, the place screwed up
Maybe I should call Mase so that he pray 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 sense of humor
But tonight you should have how quiet the room was
The Cohen or Dior Homme that's Dior Homme not Dior homie
The Scarface couldn't be more Tony
You love me for me could you be phoney

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

Lookin' at my I bet she give your ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist turn your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, Rose all along
Double-headed monster a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, is just my character
All black tux, nigga shoes
I needed acceptance from all you outsiders
Had with Yeezy before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's
We still speedin' runnin' signs like they don't
Uh, hater 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
it came to dope I was quick to export
Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the sport
New sedan, the Lex' sport
So many D.M.V. though it was mail fraud
traps, I was gettin' mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole clique's appetite had
Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the over
God bless the man I put ice over, uh
Gettin' 2Pac money over
a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm love to the angel of death
Catchin' feelings never stumble my steps