Lyrics:
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
Brian McKnight w/ ad libs]
This is a love, you're just addicted to what's addictive
I made a big mistake and now you say I'm breakin your heart
This is
What the deal on that Prince cat?
He be lookin' kind of fruity
But you still could eat the booty
Brian McKnight's tight
Joe is lookin' kinda slow
the lies and everything that you told
Thought you was my other half, but look at how it unfold
I'm still imprisoned by some trauma, but I swear I won't fold
place like home
Thinking about when you and I reunite
Do I ever cross your mind
Anytime by Brian McKnight
Does isolation got you staying buzzed at night
]
The catering company laid me off
[Kate]
Oh, I'm sorry
[Brian]
Me too! I mean, look at me!
I'm 10 years out of college,
And I always thought...
[Kate]
What?
of that Whitney money
Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime
Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine
Since these Harlem World niggas
the end? Damn, right
I turned on a liking to Vannessa
Derrio like over Brian McKnight
Said "Oh no"
Baby doll kissin' me and she goin' down low
You pull that
Brian McKnight & Justin Timberlake
When I was younger, I never went too far
Held my feelings, I never even wanted to start
Til when I met you, I
buy you
Cause I got a few places you can fly to
Bring ya partners cause you know I'm bringin' my crew
(Yeah)
[Brian McKnight]
Girl don't you walk
I'm Mrs. Nat King Cole
And what a joy it's been
To be asked by Brian McKnight
To remember some of the christmas' with my husband
We were married
I'm Mrs. Nat King Cole
And what a joy it's been
To be asked by Brian McKnight
To remember some of the christmas' with my husband
We were married
but he can still eat the booty
Brian McKnights tight
Joe is lookin kinda slow
and oh what about D'Angelo
I want some of that brown sugar and what
watch
Gilbert energy
I got that Brian David Gilbert energy
I got my Saturday Shorts
Know all the dangers of jorts
My confidence cannot be cracked cause I'm
I’m saying I, I won’t let this one go this time
I might let that thing sing McKnight
I won’t let you come back no I, had a hunch you might
I’m saying
Weighin' bags, runnin' in and out all night (trap)
Sing to your bitch like I'm Brian McKnight (woo)
Smokin' on some 41, call it Glen Rice (Gelato)
Ten
sing I can bring Brian McKnight to tears
I have to consume, Ali capture a room
And before my son was born I made him dance in the womb
Emcees put up
to
To drown me in this gaze, drown me in the deep blue
One, two, three, four, five and again one, two
Brian McKnight left me some good clues
I know that it
don't worry we don't need em
A couple hours in the session we done been
Through bout four CDs (about four CDs)
Keith Sweat, Mary J, Brian McKnight
on the plug, ain't no car
And I'm up late night, give me
Diamonds in my ring, Great White Shark bite
And we having brickfair, Brian McKnight em'
Percocet ten,
the flyest/ I’m a scholar on a journey
Sharpenin my hindsight for the times so blurry
Bro I heard what you said last night
Was under a strobe light of Brian
And shoot him
Um we need to find a cure for this bro
I'm losing my fuckin mind
I'm smooth and black
Like Brian McKnight or Gladys Knight
(Meh lord, are you
shit in the middle of night
Bitch you look like a lick so I'm taking a bite
Have your ass singing like Brian McKnight
Ain't gone talk when I see you lil
shine real bright (Yeah)
Never felt this way Brian McKnight (Ohh)
When she call pulling up on sight,
Yea I'm young but I ain't scared to try (Scared
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