Lyrics:
listen the telephone ringing
Mama singing Mary J Blige family affair pinging
Everybody taking pictures everybody daydreaming
Life is way too short to give
sight
But now I'm up they on my side
I can tell they ain't down to ride
Demons around me got nothing to hide
Make yo hoe sing like Mary J. Blige
Bro got
though
I know that's your girl cause
Mary J Blige all she wanted was real love
I be with the hustlers
Shakers and movers the killers the real thugs
feel like Mary J. Blige
Since I bought a Glock, no more drama in my life
Baby, when I do it, I'ma, uh
Baby, when I do it, bet I won't say shit like
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
my niggas
In the middle of the trial I flip pies my niggas
I did joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas
I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big
my niggas
In the middle of the trial I flip pies my niggas
I did joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas
I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big
music from his heart
That's how he made it
Nas and 2pac real poets no basics
Imagine if they had a song together Crazy
On the hook Mary J Blige
Track
and get in them thighs
I'm bout to fuck you all night long Mary J Blige
All this alcohol and weed that we downing gone help the moment
But it may hurt
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
with a side chick
They want the 411 on my life
Mary J Blige shit
Moment of silence
For anybody doubting
I kill em' wit confidence
Without the cape I'm
my back
Showing my trueness
And I'm taking it back
(Aye I'm taking it back)
Feel like Mary J. Blige
Having breakthroughs
Don't hate you, but I do no
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
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
[Mary J. Blige]
Whyyyyyy, whyyyyyy
Whyyyyyy, whyyyyyy
[Chorus:]
I really wish I could explain it baby
It's just the world is kinda crazy baby
soul he take
I did a show in California
And I met Mary J. Blige's daughter
She told me she ain't think nobody with some real music would be here
Until
to survive
And if not, pick a spot and just be here for the ride
The aura of quarter waters over Mary J. Blige
My neighborhood give you life, but was you
on
Getting my Mary J. Blige Reminisce on
I hear his voice in my mind like, nigga live on
So I get on that fly shit I been on
Spin on corners in Enzo with
on
Getting my Mary J. Blige Reminisce on
I hear his voice in my mind like, nigga live on
So I get on that fly shit I been on
Spin on corners in Enzo with
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 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
something good
I'm Hi-see like Spike Lee within Tales From the Hood
You need it, I'll feed it, baby check the size
Have you Goin' Down like Mary J
it
You still rockin hickies, don't let me find out he did it
Got my eyes on the tiger, eyes on the prize
Eyes on the thighs, of Mary J. Blige
Imagining
on the thighs of Mary J. Blige, imagine on how good the cat must be
Stop eatin meat, lost weight, but I still rap husky
My verse depth is that of a baby's first
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