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Bout that "Real Love" that a Mary J blige do
I do things for shorties who's eyes blue
But her light skin red like Piru
And damn, I'm feeling like
weep for me
Oh Mary just you wait for me
The war's gonna soon be over
Oh Mary don't you weep
Mary's young heart was filled with joy
When she got
Leather, Monica,(aha ha)
Mary J. Blige, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson, TLC, Usher, MC Lyte
Man you name it man, I got the hits playboy
Dru Hill, Da Brat,
Leather, Monica,(aha ha)
Mary J. Blige, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson, TLC, Usher, MC Lyte
Man you name it man, I got the hits playboy
Dru Hill, Da Brat,
forward with glee
Who you think I learned that from? My Mother Mary
cnd with her by my side, nothing scary
'cuz she crushed the head of the adversary
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
that needs to be spread around
Some people don't approve of me being with ya kiddo
They say you're bad for me, and my momma says ditto
When I
with a K drum
Ride down on a fuck nigga, bake some
Now I hardly ever even see my day ones
I make the [?]
I be floatin' dirty, I don't need no gravity
got high today, I could just fly
Like I'm Mary J., Mary J. Blige
Like I'm Lil Wayne, helicopters in fives
Maison Margiela jacket, wrap it right 'round
talking 'bout the Porsche out here
You in the nosebleeds, come down to where the cross-eyed is
How a nigga with a rojo rag end up in Soho
Bag, any bitch
the one I finally let my mom meet
I'll be obliged if she step outside
Bumping Mary J Blige when she hopped in my ride
She said she looking for real love,
sickly
Pray with news, no other icons
Like we lost Whitney, and maybe [?] you'll get my age right
Maybe one of these months, I'll sleep all night
And if I
. Blige (J. Blige)
I'm torn down deep inside, but everything is just fine (ayy, fine)
Comin' into me, you know I always got the time
But I don't trust
We ain't bluffing
Iso hoodies by the dozen
Now we Buzzing
Now you with us
No you wasn't
Talking crazy
Then we drug him
Yeah we came up with our cousins
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
thoughts
How about it, what do you think
Ended statement with a wink
Mary had a little boy but little did she know
That everywhere that Mary went
and some dancing?
Later on some romancing
Music, we could talk
And express our inner thoughts
How about it, what do you think?
Ended statement with a wink
searching for real love just like Mary J. Blige
I told a filthiest Crip, "Love, I love you in my heart"
Real love, yeah
I'm searching for a real love
But
ayy
Diamonds dancin' like Mary J Blige, ayy
Stevie Wonder with the ribbon in the sky, ayy
I'm the boss so my niggas do or die, ayy
Small waist with
my heart, four ever and ever Just to be
With you thats what I want, three no I never wanna leave your love is too good to me, two, there's Never
an execution
they like Ry, when you drop your new shit
You know my bop, make it pop, little fashion overtop
c Mary feel like mary J blige in 95
yeah I can not
with Mary J. Blige
You know you can meet us somewhere in the Skigh, you never been high
Smokin' yo reggie with yo lil bestie and swear you be ready
wouldn't cost a thing
I'll be waiting for tonight
Cause you're all I need, my Mary Blige
I know that you want me aw baby, Ashanti
I'm always on time when you
Little Ceas push threes 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
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