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Like Mary J. damn right I o'Blige
Like Toni Braxton you be making me high
Like the trees i be sparkin' with Khi
Fireworks on the 4th of July
Like
with a Uzi
Shit be static, yeah, you gotta pick a side
Knockin' Mary J. Blige, baggin' dimes, still surprised
I don't really need advise 'cause she
you
Bad boy, tu sais que tu me plais
Un homme like you, hey
Complices, on leur donne un bon son live
Soulmate, à la Diddy, Mary J.Blige
Glamourous, ton
a truck
cross and acre of bud
while shes fuckin it up to some Mary J. Blige
(while she fuckin it up to some Mary J. Blige)
I can hit the whole shit when
nothing is new
I should've seen it all coming
Verse 2:
Was it method man your all I need
With Mary J. Blige
Or when ruff ryders came out
Ryde or Die
Men
Det we can man
Its crazy
Muhfuckas don’t care bout science
Try to teach you bout gender
Den you say det we lying
BITCH
I’m on my Mary j blige
Like, aint
pump from my lap at all times
(times)
Lap at all times, La-Lap at all times
Now it's no more drama
It's that Mary J Blige
Yeah, I'm too high, chinky eyed
one love
Crips killin' Crips, nigga, Bloods killin' Bloods
Niggaz tellin', gotta stay outta dodge
On the stand y'all be singin' like Mary J. Blige
But
a bike and getting bone cuts
A decade later and i'm tryna stay in focus
My first memory was riding round listen to the radio
Mary J Blige bumping i was
Complices, on leur donne un bon son live
Soulmate, à la Diddy, Mary J.Blige
Glamourous, ton style et ton charme
T'es fabulous, un délice pour un mec à dames
believe in the grind
Not intelligent design
And not anything divine
It's a fact that she is fine like the song by Mary J. Blige
In that sense I'm tryna be
believe in the grind
Not intelligent design
And not anything divine
It's a fact that she is fine like the song by Mary J. Blige
In that sense I'm tryna be
somethin'
Like Mary J blige
Don't mind my eyes, they bloodshot
From smokin' 'bout 4 bags of
Weed in the parking lot so what's up bitch
Got a name with them
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
books
I'm seein right through ya, YEAH
Bout time you hit the door -- glad I knew ya
In other words, Herb, slide to the side
Hey Mary if you're down to J
who’s lyin’?
Lil black bitch, Mary J Blige
Chopper got kick, Boy you a bitch
He pop like assist, Water like flint
Killed for chasing a bitch
R Kelly, I’m
pain more these days than the days that I cry
No woman, no cry, these days, I feel more Mary J. Blige
Happy, happy, joyful, joyful 'cause I didn't
am I?
Why I hide? Huh
Fourth-grade, Mary J. Blige
All I like, I made a mill off a lie
And I lie so I write another lie
Rca, that note wasn't 'bout
together
and at the end i had to go
by my mary's side i wept and cried i'd never been layed so low
she said "boy when you first met me
you were as green
My Life out like Mary
I'm oh-Blige-d to J. any ghetto queen that's sanitary
Don't play me too close, you'll get roasted by the human torch
from Newark,
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Mary Jane gotta hold devil wants me dead
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Smoking roaches
lemonade
I ain't talkin' Blige but I'm blowin' Mary J.
You would think I'm blind 'cause I be rockin' heavy shades
I gotta keep the fire, try me, I'ma let
with fives in his eyes
not that I'm gon cry for Mary Blige
I die for my niggaz packin steel
Chicken heads with sex appeal
reveal sexual acts up in
here
Like Free and Mary J. Blige, AJ look like the Predator
#1 With the tec-9 in the duffel bag, I'm your competitor
Bounty catcher master, you face me
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