Lyrics:
said it
That this wasn't real
The times I let it
I would regret it
For lettin', you feel
Oh no
You push me in to pull me out again
You're gonna act like
guarantee you'll have dirty piss
I'm very cautious of a flirty chick
Cuz most times it's ulterior motives behind perky tits
And curvy hips. So I avoid 'em
Colombiana
Stays free from the drama
Every other time I see her I swear that she be gettin' finer
I can love her like no other Mary Blige be my witness
H-town
For something entertaining to see
So the best show in town was every Sunday down in church
Surrounded by good people who looked like me
Oh, but then
Still got that key to the city....
[Verse 1]
uh..uh....uh
J-you, The hot shit, to hot to fall
I'm too ahead of my time kid, I stop for y'all
in
I got a city folk friend in a hip-hop world
He goes by E. Diddy but his name is Earl
Cocks his hat to the side in his Grandma's ride
Pumpin' nothin'
i'm single and screwed over more than Britney's ex's
looking for the type of girls that like me for my Lexus and nothing else
cuz i'm not in
and shake it off
Live by the three M's "Maintain, Mary Jane, Make Art"
And enjoys your days off
Can I get a amen?
What it do? It's good to see you, na
Know the message of the blessed three given the gift
of prophecy of the twentieth
century the virgin Mary gave.
One by one the secrets came sworn
stair
40 cal by the bed I’m just gripped with fear
Tryna come up on some food aint enough to share But i still ate and you was still right there
David
Could maybe find some peace,
On this not too ordinary day.
As another car goes floating by,
Almost two miles out but still in sight,
Then a little ray
but we are just shadows and dust
Forever, forever
Time has passed, days go by but it's getting hazy
Spend my nights, talking with the ghosts of Mary
In
By rights we should have been choking
On every word the preacher had us repeat
A stiff drink and napkins in your hand bag
The first aid
down for you
Hey lil mamma can I holla at you
You'll be down for mine ill be down for you
Hey lil mamma look what you do what to me every time I see you
B.U.D.D.Y
Crazy how you my baby remember we was just fuckin
Not with da PDA but wanna love you in public
Real Love, Mary J. Blige I look into your eyes
I made up my mind a thousand times
That I wanted to be saved by someone like you
Maybe I could die but live for-e-ver
If I only believe in someone
neck then have you sayin that's my shit
Yea yea that's my shit
Real niggas put the time in
Say you lookin for that Mary J thang real love you done found
pain in my eyes like Mary Magdalan
Hazardous with these weapons
I'm like an anarchist
A thousand warriors, we glorious
Glorify winning in wars
give you my word
Cause we just gotta be heard
Money Verse
I'm like fresh outfit,
blunts they lit,
Yeah I gave you a classic,
Up
In the club
Everybody
me
I'm proud to say I've followed in his way
the time is here to see my friends down on main street we'll meet with cheer
this where I belong bright
time I'm at the brink
Been told I'm too cold crazy as a Rat Fink in-fact
Soul on empty shit I run on instinct
Here to make magic so lets shake the eight
Oh, by the way, last time Kim was in town, we got some appletinis and poured 'em on her good parts!
Dr. Cox: See now, Newbie, that's the thing you do
O.G. and Blaxican got some dogs to drop
And rip the funk like this until the madness stops
One Adam twelve one Adam twelve come in seven Mary three
it's your time to shine
Mother Mary from the great beyond
MK eyes on the search for God
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