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
for Christ
Dance, dance, we're kickin' it for Christ
Dance, dance, we're kickin' it for Christ
Ya'll tell me who...who...who...who...who?
Tell me
am I?
Why I hide? Huh
Fourth-grade, Mary J. Blige
All I like, I made a mill off a lie
And I lie so I write another lie
Rca, that note wasn't 'bout
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy, Pharrell, Bus
Keith Murray, Redman, hitting that
Let's get it crunk up on
Have fun up on up in this dancery
We got y'all open, now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me
Don't need no
now she's enlisted full time
Mary's not so very serious
That's why she's in my nursery rhyme
Dance floor's a pumping so she puts on her groove
Neon
I told James Brown stop smokin angel dust and the pis-tal
He wanted to go up to the Olive Garden and start a restaurant brawl
"Mary J. Blige, my
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)
pump from my lap at all times
(times)
Lap at all times, La-Lap at all times
Now it's no more drama
It's that Mary J Blige
Yeah, I'm too high, chinky eyed
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
the rest
That's why
I sing about what he's done
For me it's been so much
That I couldn't even tell if I tried
I sing just to let the whole world know
'em, ayy)
Why the fuck you typin' on Twitter? You ain't gon' slide (slide)
I could make a whole brick sing, Mary J. Blige (brick)
I could tell the ho
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
to pitch them pies, better life than flipping fries
I'm the one the Crips despise
Move the Yay or kiss the sky, for having dreams that 50 died
Eulogy by Mary
Joe,are Kelly,Mary J,Faith,Mariah and Sade
Made the Whole world sing many times,many ways
But you are
You're the perfect love song
You're voice is
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
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
time to get me gear together,
I don't need to worry about the weather.
Ramble in for a pint of stout,
And you'd never know who'd be hangin' about!
[Mary Mary]
I know the Lord, will make a way
He will make a way, yessssssss he will
Yessssss, he willlllll
Ohhh, I do believe that we will make it
Got you lookin' lil' somethin' like Mary J. Blige
Don't mind my eyes
They bloodshot
From smokin' bout 4 bags of weed in the parking lot
So wassup bitch,
dee
Don't tell him no,
It isn't fair.
For he was told by those who know
There was love everywhere.
Shanty
Love everywhere.
Mary dee
Now's the time
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
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'm
was all you, word, you brought me in like this
[Mary J. Blige]
I sit and think about
All the times we did without, yeah
I always said I woudn't cry
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