Lyrics:
a Hip-Hop cop.
Why oh why.
My oh my.
Ms. Mary J.
I am so obliged
for you to involve Weezy Baby!
I told my mom and she went crazy.
She said "son thats
a nigga stay fried
Bet on myself every time don't care if the stakes high
I just want a bitch with melanin like Mary J. Blige
Lost my pop's 2 year's ago I
a Hip-Hop cop.
Why oh why.
My oh my.
Ms. Mary J.
I am so obliged
for you to involve Weezy Baby!
I told my mom and she went crazy.
She said "son thats
Mary J, now I'm on a track with Mary J. Blige (Blige)
I'm in New York right now Harlem Shakin' all my pride (pride)
Tough love how I'm comin', I ain't
Mary J. Blige
I will take the shit
I will burn yo' bridges and I ain't talking 'bout our relationship
What goes around comes around with every person
fuckin' with me, just for the record
So instead, I'mma let Mary J. Blige come and set it
(Now get low Mary)
Maybe you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
Mary J, t'sais qu'j'me force d'avoir le même salaire que Mary J. Blige
Deux-trois-quatre scan tah Bleach
En même temps, j'regarde j'fais les dem pour
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
Peace to Redman, Treach, Vin Rock, Kay Gee the great one (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Mary J. Blige, Pete Rock
the way I ride
While I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige
See I damn near cried day Rick James died
See that shit was cold blooded but the music keep
Mary J blige I made this song cry
Line up and snort my ashes up when I die
At least I know I'm worth it, I'm worth it
At least I know my purpose, I
chill, you know what Im sayin'
And relax, like, a little bit
Just capture the complete emotional of Mary J Blige
If you think I'm bullshittin'
Stay
& Mary J. Blige:
Baby, talk to me
so you can see, yeah
what's going on
What's going on?
Hey, what's going on?
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'll tell
fuckin' with me, just for the record
So instead, I'mma let Mary J. Blige come and set it
(Now get low Mary)
Maybe you can guess who it is (Uh huh)
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
all just stand up
Mary J. Blige:
You don't gotta be
A prisoner
In your mind
Ciara:
If you fall
Dust it off
Mary J. Blige:
You can live your life
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
comin' ready raw, cause I speakin' fluids talkin' money
That's somethin' that you don't what to do with, I done rock with
Mary J Blige, my nigga, try
climb
Every since they lost a slipper, every pair that they find
They say these boots were made for dancing like Mary J. Blige
We live a life apart,
Ohh, oh
Another one
Oh, oh
Mary J. Blige
Played yourself again, oh, damn
Move to the left again, oh, damn
Wishing that you had this
I know
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
[sound of Keith Murray intro from Mary J. Blige 'What's the 411' tape
which I could swear has been set to B.I.G.'s "Who Shot Ya" based on
the sound
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
do a lot more and that's just how it be
I'm Mary Blige and you just ain't runnin' up in me
I need a man who's lookin' out with some security
So come
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