Lyrics:
(come groove with me in the spiritual kingdom of love)
Have a heart (that is, you and I could have a good time)
Betty, I'm not fireproof
Well
like Purple Rain, red wine stain, Einstein's brain, John Coltrane
Deep like the Barry tones James Earl Jones, the profound sound that is Nina Simone's
to church whilst bible bopping,
Reading the word and my eyes are locked in
Ride in doctrine
Smiling often (glee glee glee)
JESUS
Is the best ya see see see
I
don't hold it, lovin' that potent
I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
Out them little
grill cause these O.G.'s is washed up
I got a left like, Winky Wright
My pinky bright, my bank card'll end your life
Niggas scheme but they sweeter
lyin' about that life
Only goals tonight is to fight and fuck
In a room full of single baddies
But single? Not my type
Spot a diamond circled by a square
finger up
We be in the church and we don't give a fuck
We be in the church with the middle finger up
Dont get offended I'm just fucking demented
Let out
Got me sick to my stomach
I ain't go out by no ulcer
Niggas ready
They say it's whatever
Daily by the deli
Lurking heavy
Bitches think they clever
No
bottles, gold bottles, never sober up
Ditch Jesus, In gold I Trust
I solemnly swear to wear my cross and stunt
Separate myself by sticking out just because
shit!
Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio
You're rocking out with your boy
I got some boys on deck and this boy
He go by the name Fred The Godson!
"Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
you're done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night
you're done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night
a nigga hit
Fuck that bitch inside her momma whip
Damn these hoes ain't shit
Get explosive like Osama did
Told that fuck nigga to hold my dick
Fuck is that?
the dick
Get's the fuck out after you're done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
[Dr. Dre]
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used
actin' off
Somebody out there please pray what I'm talkin' 'bout
Still young tryin' to figure it out
Heaven, I need a hug
Is there anybody out there
saying Brody go ahead and lay it for me
Beef is music to my ears you gonna have to play it for me
When she get the tripping she out to get the looking for
One two, one two
This goes out to my brother Diamond Shell
My man Jazzy Jerome, Def Jeff
I can't forget my man Kevin D and the Midnight Express
Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef like Wright
It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cookin' crack all day, stretch!
We gon' bag up all night
We ain' goin' nowhere 'til
already
We Been gettin fetty
Been ina kitchen whippin Betty Crock til it’s Rock Steady
Niggaz is petty
Y’all fuck wit da feds
Ain’t holdin ya water
Y’all
ya
Sweeter than Betty Crocker and I'm ready to belly flop ya
Just mention today but for now, I forever gotcha
Baby, I gotta get you up out of
Your
"Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
"Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
She-she-she-she-she-she-she's every country boy's dream
My momma said, "That drama don't need it"
Dirt roads even out, county fair queen and
If you can keep it, you ain't
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