Lyrics:
Huh yeah, Rule baby
Huh Mary J. Blige, Murder Inc.
Smile
It's just those rainy days
Spent a lifetime tryin' to wash away
'Til the sun comes out
Mood was Mary J Blige, I'm venting
But I love the way you love tho, ain't mad at my decisions
Ain't have to be a photoshoot to see that we was winning
bug, need pesticide
Mary J. Blige, real love you should exercise
Is it me or is it him?
Is it ours or is it yours?
See, ya mind’s still locked
[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
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
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
to Mary J Blige, YO, QB)
'Cause what we doin' right now is really lit
Those things were great man but today what we doin' is next level
And I don't like
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
Hey, yeah
Rule baby, yeah
Mary J. Blige
Murder Inc.
Smile
It's just those rainy days
Spend a lifetime, tryin' to wash away
Until the sun
life I used to sing along with Mary j Blige
Look at my eyes I got a dream because my eyes on the prize
I don't know why I think these things
But I'm
make dollas, don’t make sense
She want that Mary J. Blige, real love
She don’t make room for not make shift
They got their eyes on her
They watchin her
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
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
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
But when the drive-by hit this is the main route
What the fuck is my problem nigga?
I got a glock seventeen better gobble them
So why should I trip,
listen the telephone ringing
Mama singing Mary J Blige family affair pinging
Everybody taking pictures everybody daydreaming
Life is way too short to give
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
'Round the way work, jewels in the ground, hit the pay dirt
Love is love, you in good hands, Dennis Haysbert
Openly protected by who you be neck and neck
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
sometimes
He aint true to you
You should leave him behind
Smoking Mary Jane
Bumping Mary J Blige
No more drama girl
Don't need him in your life
I know that
Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,
"There's Only One"
(feat. Mary J. Blige)
[Busta Rhymes]
Roll wit a nigga, put on some roller skates [laughs]
yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
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