Lyrics:
no mess
Now shit got hectic, cause mama was tipped
She'll tell you in a minute don't let your mouth get yo' ass whipped
Mama did it all by herself,
I'll throw some bands around my neck before I let you check me
Stop fucking wit the church and now I need some blessings
I miss my dawg I changed my
we badness work man wi make you mumma ball in a church
Have killers way race and a beg fi kill you first a so we badness work pussy a so we badness
Wonder if badness would a work
Wonder if we better half ina church
Wonder if these tears dat fall from mi eyes
cnybody appreciate what it worths
Oh
[Intro]
Can the church say Amen? (Amen reverend)
We gon' do one more offerin right now
We gon' do another one in fifteen minutes
And we gon' do one
Lester'd be the first to spaz out and slap you with
Headlocked and bitch spit in the mouth while she screaming
Tie her to the cross in the church and write
As a youth, each Sunday, Dawn went to Church and
Paid her respects and not to mention was a virgin.
Kid pushed up, Dawn lettin' him
Since he made her
is close and no other friend is
I'm surrounded by bulls
Strong bulls of Bashan encircle me
Roaring lions attacking with the fervency
Mouths open wide
tipped
She'll tell you in a minute don't let
Your mouth get yo' ass whipped
Mama did it all by herself
King and Queen of this house
Yellin, "I want my
Just keep them away from me
I lost my lil brother my mind my feelings my hearted man somebody pray for me
My foot on the gas I’m all In my bag
I
a billion and fifteen dollars)
That's impossibe Spanky
You act like you doing me a favor
By paying me back MY money mayne
(Girl shut yo mouth)
Mayne who
Sam Falbo by a church on Lake Erie
Samuel T. Falbo died broke and unnoticed
In a late model Oldsmobile on County Line 20
Leaving seven mouths hungry
shit gon cost me
But it is what it is, I had to get det hoe up off me
Tell them niggas come and try me
You live by the gun, That's the say way you gon
objective
"But what about The Church?" They think
My mouth is too reckless
Yet I love my niggas
So I transmit The Message
They respond and we here like Mills
sit in church but your heart left to hear what the world is talkin' about
I am just a man & understand that type of talk is loud
That’s why we pick our
hard making Christ to be the center
It was always a girl and what she wanted
Trying hard to be the man but all I really did was get taunted
Just looking
But I'm here by grace
Oh, oh, oh
Through Christ by faith
Oh, oh, oh
I had to make that choice
I had to open up my mouth and say
Gimme that joy I
stuff!
Line it, pass it and take a puff!
Having a bad day, stop by my house,
coz most likely, I've got a blunt in my mouth.
So sit down relax
was runnin' that mouth boii
Shoulda known we ain't bluffin'
Callin' you boii is a favor my nigga
Cuz all I can tell is that you a bitch
You best
That lil' ass bag, and that pussy ass boy won't say it, ayy
Man, you don't come future around this way, nigga (free DDawg)
(PlayBoy on this bitch)
As a youth, each Sunday, Dawn went to Church and
Paid her respects and not to mention was a virgin.
Kid pushed up, Dawn lettin' him
Since he made her
to eat
Say a prayer to THE MAN before you sleep
He the one that keep you while yo enemies creep
I'm the dog that fight against the wolf guarding the sheep
can play
Come in my face, talking about that man, is you crazy?
I'm about to take you to church, I don't care, that ain't Sunday
Coming around my way,
the soul of a man, what price the soul of a man
a stranger who was passing by
on hearing what was said
he cast his eyes up to the skies
his arms aloft,
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