Lyrics:
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
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
Just smoke a lil bit so I don't get too high
Cause when it be too much I feel i'm touching the sky
No Lupe and Ye
I'm bumping Mary J. Blige
Just
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
She said she gon' cuff me, handcuffs, uh Got my heart in prison, I don't need no public
Defender She got Mary J. Blige on repeat, real love
Is being
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
ministrant
It's okay, B.J.
Blunt job
Take it to the face
Syrup in the morning
Pancakes when it's late
Let's be straight
I'mma take blunts to the face
Mary Jane
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,
to judge us
Together we can all be strong
[P Diddy:]
United we stand, Divided we fall
[N'Sync:]
Oh you know we've got to find a way
[Mary J. Blige
believe
Come Sunday morning, you best be there
In the front row, like you're s'posed to
Same hurt in every heart
Same trailer, different park
What you talkin' bout, I'm a (Coke Boy) put in work
Mary J, Miley Cyrus
Tell Ashanti, let a nigga holla
Had a dream, fuckin' R&B bitches
I had
deconstructing my mind
I'm dumping out all the nonsense
Drop the N-T to the D-O
Then I Mary J. Blige it
Gotta visualize right through my dilated eyes
I want
to ride
Hatters and snitches can't slide
Play with my name is suicide
That thang will go off
And sang to u like Mary J Blige
Niggas always wanting something
tires like I'm tryna get high
Moms talk to me like I'm Marty McFly
I can make 'em sing like Mary J. Blige
Little boy, you lookin' up to me like I'm 8'5"
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
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
What you talkin' 'bout
Mary J, Miley Cyrus
Tell Ashanti, let a nigga holla
I had a dream fuckin' R&B bitches
I had a dream fuckin' R&B bitches
Catch
Larenz Tate
To that Love Jones
She said
“You’re All You Need To Get By”
Method Man, Mary J. Blige
You got a onion booty
But I hit it so good
That I’m
I’m
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
Come Sunday morning, you best be there
In the front row, like you're s'posed to
Same hurt in every heart
Same trailer, different park
A year had gone by
Finally I spotted her standing in line
She was the only one that caught my eye
Though she was right next to Mary J Blige
I'm
listen the telephone ringing
Mama singing Mary J Blige family affair pinging
Everybody taking pictures everybody daydreaming
Life is way too short to give
to Mary (J) Blige
You were my Xscape
Between love and lust
We're most likely to choose hate
Both grew up stubborn
Little shit in common
Couple times she
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