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I love it
I love it

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

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

May the forgive us
May the God's be us
And that hour
I seen Christians
brash decisions
Oh she do it,
What happened to
Oh she it
She putting on her up
She casually
Text message break up, the casualty of
How she gone up and not love me no more
I I was the ass hole, I guess it's rubbing off
Hood phenomenon, the of rhyme
to be humble when you stuntin' on a jumbotron
I'm looking at her like "this 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 know I'm preaching to the
We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from

(Satan, Satan, Satan)

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

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

Uh put your hands to the
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 ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin' all along
Double-headed monster a mind of his own
red chariot, excess is just my character
All tux, nigga shoes lavender
I never needed acceptance from all you
Had cyphers with before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's
We still speedin' runnin' signs like they don't
Uh, talkin' never made me mad
Never that when I'm in my favorite 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 ballin' so on to the next sport
New Mercedes sedan, the sport
So many D.M.V. though it was mail fraud
Different traps, I was gettin' mail
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep
Whole appetite had tapeworms
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay
I shed a before the nights over
God the man I put this ice over, uh
Gettin' 2Pac twice over
Still a real nigga, red sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the of death
Catchin' never stumble retracin' my steps