Lyrics:
bitch
There is the door
I ain't callin' no Uber, I just want to smoke
I need to record, just give me the gold plaques
Fuck them blue bills, I need gold
I-I-I'ma need a rack
Oh, I'ma throw a bag in the air
By the time it hit the ground, better bring that ass over here
Everything, all the drinks on me
niggas came around with all them guns and them frowns
But I still stand ten toes on my ground
I ain't never ran. I never ran from a nigga
So, who the fuck
jump and pass all fear because na Jesus be the Oga aaa.
Onyia! Join me and praise him. ( Hai yei yei)
Let's praise and worship the Lord, give God his
mama's light bill with them nickel rocks
Even kept the phone on with them nickel rocks
Got my first pair of Jordans for them nickel rocks
Even felt
gives me.
2. Because of the sacrifice of Jesus, I have proof of unconditional love by my Heavenly Father who forever and wholeheartedly loves and accepts
I'm sitting in the kitchen
Counting all them Clintons
I meant to say bills
Get it how you live
My nigga buying weight so I had to Give a deal
Nigga did
reach the world? By all means keep pursuing it
But tell me, why they gotta diss the church
While they're doing it?
That's what I wanted to say, but I
a psycho
Miranda's big green hawk eyes
Glued to the ninja like a red beam all night
After the show ninja gets rushed by a bunch of poppies
I tell
slow-motion
And the bills rollin in just like a coasta
Gotta catch a nigga sleepin late night
Stick em with the toaster
Make him put it all in
Like he was
me stay by mine
Envious people no pay dem dime
Judas them call them ina Jesus time
Dem heart dirty like danda
DEm fishy like panga
Wah see mi fi
that on kicks
Wanna give my Father honor
He provide all that I get
You got plenty credit bills yet and
Still you don't sweat it
You don't see that you in
like a good meal
Always in to making good deals
New money got them blue bills.
I'm actin a little brand new
So give a fuck how you feel
When I called
There is power in the Blood to break every curse
Blood of Jesus arise and break every chain
Set the captives free Lord Jesus give them life
Those who
ya man to chill.
Girl work them heels. Lemme see ya do what ya feel.
Let me see work for these bills.
Baby I'm sick with it, mami I'm I'll ill.
on the nine-nine,
Gotta put him on the pave,
If ya want to die, put 'em in the grave,
Better give me all them dimes.
[Krayzie (Layzie): Repeat: x4]
I didn't
feel like Chuck Norris
A believer overachiever I do it all for the glory
Oh Each day
I've been tryna minimize my mistakes
Tryna get money up on bill
mansion
The world says I'll be happy
If I have all the finer things
Truth be told
I don't need them to praise His name
Ut Oh here we go
Shout it out
Give
vanity's whack, but if a slag gives me trouble
She'll know I'll be back with an axe
And then I'll slash and attack
Hack off body limbs and stuff them in
Free from paying them bills
Free to come and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them haters
Verse 1:
[Willie D]
So many problems that exist in my
paying them bills
Free to come and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them haters
So many problems that exist in my world today
When I'm
set free, by Me
You're so close to being set free, by Me
As Power of Attorney, I'm asking for a log of all your calls to me
I've made my position
Martin Luther King and Jesus Christ by the brass
I'm so glad Josie decide not to have that abortion
And put me in a can or even take me to the ocean
Seen
God hear my words and his people can feel them
Give back the real and take niggas with gimmicks
Head on a swivel
I know they don't like me
The way that
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