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together) yeah yeah
Ahh (You look so good, huh, I'll treat you right)
Cootie in the chair, tical
You're all (Cry together) mary J, y'all
I need (Lie together)

N'cole 
She go too crazy
Got these niggas 
Got these niggas stargazing
On my Mary J. Blige
cnd I'm feeling amazing
On SWV 
Understanding with patience
You

peux pas le parler
Mais j'essayerai

I'll try
I'll try to
Understand you, baby
Tell me again
Even though I heard you verbatim
I just love how you say it

sense that we even try
Nope, it don’t, so why won’t we say goodbye
And don’t you worry bout me, word to Mary J Blige I’ll be just fine
Even on the few

whip I'm a wreck the ride
Nigga put my name in a song I can't let it slide
Ima hop out let this bitch sing like Mary J Blige
I just wanna be the one

I'ma show you how we get it going, like
(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)
And I'ma act a damn fool
Big stepper, Mary J Blige with the dance moves
I just wanna

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

blue blood
On my Coach K got that Duke love
Real love we livin Mary J
House to house movin Mary Kay
Spread love what the Gospel say
Scripture quotin til

Only One U

Fantasia

Fantasia

2006

Like method man and Mary Blige
You don't have to wonder why

[Chorus]

Oh my oh my
Come roll with the bad boy
Like you Mary J Blige

Mary J Blige
Pull me close
You’re never supposed to let go baby
Why won’t you
Hold me close
Don’t you let go
I’ll help u build a new flame
We’re flying

every word[00:54.22]You are my everything, Mary J. Blige shit[00:57.64]Haters, they talk crazy, but they can't stop shit[01:01.02]I had to lock you down,

sipping on Moe from the bottle no Brandy
Ain't no nigga like me got her locked up in a frenzy
Smoking on that Jay no Blige call her Mary
I look up in

Hanging on to every Mary J Blige hurt songs as Bible verses
Crying until she curses
Hurt people hurting people
Wishing, she never met a gangsta
Craving

Singing about this
Til you're right next to me
Before I can count back from 1, 2, 3 and
Take me as I am
Or whatever Mary J Blige said
Didn't mean to find

You was my Mary J, Mary J
The best high (The best high)
Swear the to god I lost my damn mind
You was my Mary J, Mary J
The best high (Best high)
You

as far as me man
I'm going down
Like Mary J Blige but I'm not gonna stop there
Gone put on my gloves and boots
Get down to the roots and remove problem

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

of church voice
Even now when I listen to Mary J. Blige or Whitney, I hear you
Now I understand how it must have been
Some stompin up in Harlem when you sang

have to oblige
You think you ain't gon' cry
You ain't no Mary J Blige
The thing about chicks that I can't explain
They make you shoot out your head but

You know you pressure, girl, you know they wanna' apply it
I got to peal like a onion, she gon' cry You say you not, but you ain't Mary J Blige
The way

Mary
Mary Jane
I think I'm in love with her
I feel so
I really fuck with her
I really I really fuck with her
Keep it buck with ya
It been plenty

I might buy it, pockets sitting heavy no diets
Tell a hater be quiet, I take his bitch
Cause she want the real loving
No Mary J Blige the shit getting

Grant hospital them bitches gone try to give me meds
All I needed was Mary J Blige My Life on cassette
That's all I needed and a couple of AA batteries