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[00:00.000] 作词 : Dean, Michael G. / Harrell, Roosevelt
[00:00.150] 作曲 : Dean, Michael G. / Harrell, Roosevelt
[00:00.300]Producer: Bink!
[00:00.400]Additional Producer: Mike Dean
[00:00.747]Writers: Mike Dean/Carol King/Malik Yusef/Rick Ross/Kanye West
[00:01.574]Sample:Will You Love Me Tomorrow?(1973)—Smokey Robinson
[00:02.855]Uh, uh
[00:07.920]I love it though
[00:09.611]I love it though, huh, you know?
[00:12.563]Put your hands to the constellations
[00:14.556]The way you look should be a sin
[00:16.410]You my sensation
[00:18.447]I know I’m preachin' to the congregation
[00:20.647]We love Jesus, but you done learned a lot from Satan
[00:30.592]I mean, a n-gga did a lot of waiting
[00:32.670]We ain't married, but tonight I need some consummation
[00:36.496]May the Lord forgive us, may the gods be with us
[00:39.457]In that magic hour, I seen good C****tians
[00:42.563]Make brash decisions
[00:44.084]Oh, she do it
[00:45.609]What happened to religion?
[00:47.052]Oh, she lose it
[00:48.633]She putting on her makeup, she casually allure
[00:51.524]Text message break-ups, the casualty of tour
[00:54.599]How she gon' wake up and not love me no more?
[00:57.525]I thought I was the a*shole, I guess it’s rubbing off
[01:00.577]Hood phenomenon, the LeBron of rhyme
[01:03.624]Hard to be humble when you stunting on a jumbotron
[01:06.725]I’m looking at her, "like this what you really wanted, huh?"
[01:09.749]Why we argue anyway? Oh, I forgot, it's summertime
[01:12.771]Put your hands to the constellations
[01:14.901]The way you look should be a sin
[01:16.563]You my sensation
[01:18.978]I know I’m preachin' to the congregation
[01:20.968]We love Jesus, but she done learned a lot from Satan
[01:25.443]Satan, Satan, Satan
[01:30.837]I mean, a n-gga did a lot of waiting
[01:33.128]We ain't married, but tonight I need some consummation
[01:36.006]When the sun go down, it's the magic hour, the magic hour
[01:41.725]And outta all the colors that'll fill up the skies
[01:44.703]You got green on your mind, I can see it in your eyes
[01:48.898]Why you standing there with your face screwed up?
[01:51.569]Don’t leave while you're hot, that’s how Mase screwed up
[01:54.724]Throwin' sh-t around, the whole place screwed up
[01:57.363]Maybe I should call Mase so he could pray for us
[02:00.422]I hit the Jamaican spot, at the bar, take a seat
[02:03.734]I ordered the jerk, she said you are what you eat
[02:06.967]You see I always loved that sense of humor
[02:09.250]But tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was
[02:12.579]The Lyor Cohen of Dior Homme
[02:15.395]That's "Dior Homme", not "Dior, homie"
[02:18.755]The crib Scarface, could it be more Tony?
[02:21.831]You love me for me? Could you be more phony?
[02:25.247]Put your hands to the constellations
[02:27.367]The way you look should be a sin
[02:29.036]You my sensation
[02:31.732]Haven’t said a word, haven’t said a word to me this evening
[02:37.569]Cat got your tongue?
[04:01.999]Lookin' at my bxtch I bet she give your a*s a bone
[04:04.890]Lookin' at my wrist, it'll turn your a*s to stone
[04:07.973]Stretch limousine, sipping Rosé all alone
[04:10.830]Double-headed monster with a mind of his own
[04:13.441]Cherry-red chariot, excess is just my character
[04:16.611]All-black tux, n-gga shoes lavender
[04:19.902]I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders
[04:22.901]Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired
[04:26.052]Before his jaw shattered, climbing up the Lord's ladder
[04:28.964]We still speedin', running signs like they don't matter
[04:32.041]Uh, hater talkin' never made me mad
[04:35.052]Never that, not when I'm in my favorite papertag
[04:38.106]Therefore, G4s at the Clearport
[04:41.014]When it come to tools, fool, I'm a Pep Boy
[04:43.999]When it came to dxpe, I was quick to export
[04:46.884]Never tired of ballin', so it's on to the next sport
[04:50.152]New Mercedes sedan, the Lex sport
[04:53.089]So many cars, DMV thought it was mail fraud
[04:56.408]Different traps, I was gettin' mail from
[04:59.300]Polk County, Jacksonville, right in Melbourne
[05:02.321]Whole clique appetite's had tapeworms
[05:04.913]Spinnin' Teddy Pendergra*s vinyl as my J burns
[05:09.023]I shed a tear before the night's over
[05:11.390]God bless the man I put the ice over
[05:14.772]Getting 2Pac money twice over
[05:17.147]Still a real n-gga, red Coogi sweater, dice-roller
[05:21.081]I'm makin' love to the angel of death
[05:23.394]Catchin' feelings never stumble, retracin' my steps