Mary J. Blige, Diddy, JAY-Z - Love & Life Intro lyrics
Mary J. Blige [Mary Jane Blige] NY, U.S.🇺🇸
[Mary J. Blige, Diddy, JAY-Z - Love & Life Intro lyrics]
What's up, this is Mary, leave a
Message, and I'll holla back, peace
Yo, yo Mary, pick up the phone girl
Ay yo Mary, pick up the phone girl hello?
Ay yo, what's up? What's up Puff?
Yo, you ready? I'm always ready
It's about that time again
This the moment they all been waiting for
Time to take it back to the gutter
The queen of hip-hop soul
Oohh, live your life 'cause life is love
Always thank the man above (thank you, uh)
The more you give the more you get
(that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah (let me warm it up for ya)
Who better to usher you
Back through the gutter
Than America's number one hustler
(it's Young, fucka)
Don't call it a come back
Unless there's some money attached to that
And you can call it whatever you like
In fact it's something like a phenomenon
Like I'm a young LeBron
Gettin' my high school games on
TV just for dunkin' on
Whoever want it with Shawn
We can get it jumpin' like Donkey Kong
We could get it thumpin' like bum ba-bum
Travel the way of the gun, come on, c-come on
No, I'm not only beggin' I'm eggin' you on
Until you dead or gone that's
The vendetta I'm on
This ain't no video game with wrestlers on it
The competitor on this is on some shit
Honest, come through all black like a Amish
(woo)
Holsters under the armpit, the arm spit, ha
It's just that Brooklyn don shit
Along with the queen from Yonkers
Come on kiss the ring
'fore I let miss Mary sing
Exposed to you her soul into everything, yeah
It's classic material
I see you bastards at the burial
Jay go first and then Mary go, round
I just ride
Hold her down with the fifth by my side
Me and miss Blige look up in the sky
It's a bird of that 'caine
And the hydro flow that I brought to the game
I could go mo' but I'ma let ma do her thang
Brooklyn, we did it again
I can't really explain what it is about her
I don't know it's just
It's something special
Ain't nobody like her, there's only one Mary
Only one queen of hip-hop soul
Love and life, let's do it
Message, and I'll holla back, peace
Yo, yo Mary, pick up the phone girl
Ay yo Mary, pick up the phone girl hello?
Ay yo, what's up? What's up Puff?
Yo, you ready? I'm always ready
It's about that time again
This the moment they all been waiting for
Time to take it back to the gutter
The queen of hip-hop soul
Oohh, live your life 'cause life is love
Always thank the man above (thank you, uh)
The more you give the more you get
(that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah (let me warm it up for ya)
Who better to usher you
Back through the gutter
Than America's number one hustler
(it's Young, fucka)
Don't call it a come back
Unless there's some money attached to that
And you can call it whatever you like
In fact it's something like a phenomenon
Like I'm a young LeBron
Gettin' my high school games on
TV just for dunkin' on
Whoever want it with Shawn
We can get it jumpin' like Donkey Kong
We could get it thumpin' like bum ba-bum
Travel the way of the gun, come on, c-come on
No, I'm not only beggin' I'm eggin' you on
Until you dead or gone that's
The vendetta I'm on
This ain't no video game with wrestlers on it
The competitor on this is on some shit
Honest, come through all black like a Amish
(woo)
Holsters under the armpit, the arm spit, ha
It's just that Brooklyn don shit
Along with the queen from Yonkers
Come on kiss the ring
'fore I let miss Mary sing
Exposed to you her soul into everything, yeah
It's classic material
I see you bastards at the burial
Jay go first and then Mary go, round
I just ride
Hold her down with the fifth by my side
Me and miss Blige look up in the sky
It's a bird of that 'caine
And the hydro flow that I brought to the game
I could go mo' but I'ma let ma do her thang
Brooklyn, we did it again
I can't really explain what it is about her
I don't know it's just
It's something special
Ain't nobody like her, there's only one Mary
Only one queen of hip-hop soul
Love and life, let's do it