Lyrics:
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
machine sold separately) it's
Not exactly seamless integration
And at times it is
So overt that it feels like a
Comment on the culture of branding
Maybe
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
Where she could gaze, at the stars, without being outside
Now we're cruising down, cruising down i95
While I'm bumping, some old Skool Mary j blige
It's
What's The 4-1-1
Mary J. Blige
Can I hear
That Usher song
Please
Just one more time
You remind me
Like R. Kelly
Of my favorite R&B
I'm in
a, round like a, round like a, just like a merry go
Fine like Mary J, potent like Mary Jane
When she get in your brain, you will never be the same
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
I want to get some
Some of that good stuff)
I'm looking for real love like
Mary J Blige no play real love
Like a real man as I stand don't
Leave me
your love like Mary J. Blige
Yeah I'm OTF while you're pickin' bare
Yeah I seen your bitch-made way
No I never be shot 'cause them man not wet, can't
the sauna
Feel like I'm fuckin' Mary J. cause she don't want, +No Drama+
I'd rather take yo' ass to the Bahamas
Then give you 30 thousand a month like
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
searching for a real love like J Blige in 92'
But I pray I will find you
And say whether the storm will leave the gray skies behind you
The fake may try
[J:] I mean what, yeah we’re gonna be, yeah we’re really good. We’re like
almost as good as Arcade Fire, fuck that.
[K:] Yeah
[J:] We gotta leave
He say he feel like he on merry-go-round
He feel like the Mary J he say he going down
Withdrawals as his body hit the ground
Say I'm your drug
Passports tatted we can see the world
Baby free on the weekends she my demon girl
Can't tie her down she got alotta guys
And im not gon cry like mary j blige
days, hello good nights
No my coke look like Carmelo?
Sittin in lebrons, driver seat reclined
2 woman, my mary j disc and my 9
Its my life, my life, my
In the whip cross over with a lane switch
In the whip swerving stupid with a brain glitch
Shout out to to Mary J, babe with the real bud
Shout out
HOOK
In the whip cross over with a lane switch
In the whip swerving stupid with a brain glitch
Shout out to to Mary J, babe with the real bud
Shout
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
feel it when he off that ounce
Of the mary mary mary jane
We the niggas showin' them different side of thangs
Never seen a nigga that switched
(Kranium, zagadat)
Whine fi me now, likkle lady
Your feel like Virgin Mary (jheeze)
Oh God, me glad seh yuh give it to me lately
Becah di bwoy nah touch
Steady losing on another woman man
And she's already with another dude
Bet'll have a new one by the afternoon
She don't know my past so that ass is
boys and her name is Mary Jane
'Cause I burn (big dope) with my dogs
Joe Clay rolled a blunt so big this shit look like a log
In my dressing room but
kissing to some j blige (Uh huh)
If you with it we can kick it by the fireside (Yeah)
Getting busy to some whitney sipping mai tais (Ugh)
Hit the city
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