Lyrics:
lie
Numbers don't lie (Young Money)
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie (ay, all I see is numbers)
Numbers don't lie
Women
like to thank all, all the wonderful folks, and I'd like to thank you, too." ELVIS
"Three young singers were killed today in the crash of a light
Ha ha ha haa
Brothers and sisters we're gathered here today
To listen to a young man that's on fiiya
You sittin in the church wit reverend charlie
give all my women a long and happy home
Well I'm goin' get me religion, I'm goin' join the baptist church
I'm goin' get me religion, I'm goin' join
Yes, I'm gonna get me religion
I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
Yes, I'm gonna get me religion
I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
You know I wanna be
Yes, I'm gonna get me religion
I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
Yes, I'm gonna get me religion
I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
You know I
I'm pretty gay
I can't help it
Cuz the women everywhere
They be melting my cool
My calm collected
Look the other way
Tryna act unaffected
But
Oh, I'm gonna get me a religion, I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
Oh, I'm gonna get me a religion, I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
I'm gonna be
the lieutenant to baptist
This is not talk this not rapping
My words be followed with action
Don't talk if it ain't about cabbage
You know a young nigga stay
women scorned
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women
Do we hate our women
I wonder why we play with our women
Why we aching our
Bring fire, matchstick
Flow go to the head, I'm like a baptist
How can I not be cocky when these women call me cocky?
I'm killing niggas asap, this rap
of 'em!)
(What kind of women?!)
(Young Women)
The cost of doing business
(Young Women)
Is mass mental illness
(Young Women)
But the system doesn't sweat
old Marcus Garvey
Finest time John the Baptist's head were cut off
Put it away into a saucer,
Still disciples have oh Lord believe me,
Yes they
don't do talking I'm all about action
All of this money a young nigga bagging (huh, huh)
Run it up in Manhattan
I take you to church nigga not a Baptist
religion
My mother called me Baptist but what she forgot to mention
Was just what baptist meant! The story goes, God sent
His only begotten son who gave
know the kid everlasting
Alley ain't on but it's you I'm surpassing
I had to let go of my fear to be free
Baptist spear we still slide when they weak
Well these young bold women
They drive a man insane
All these young bold women
They're awfully hard to train
In ain't what they don't know
Yea it's
the blues
Preach the blues now
I had religion, Lord on this very day
I had religion, Lord on this very day
But the womens and the whiskey, they would not let
I be wylin' cause I'm young
Wyl wylin' 'cause I'm young
Wylin' cause I'm young
Wyl wylin' 'cause I'm young
I be wylin' cause I'm young
I be
model in the grotto I like
all women, tall women, and small women
Ya gotta let Tech neez tease your chakra
Species release freaks, please the monster
Started sex at young ages confused with lust and temptation broken homes since the cradle
Relationships be unstable
Bitter Black Women
Blaming me for yo
the blues
Preach the blues now
I had religion, Lord, this day, very day
I had religion, Lord, this very day
But the womens and the whiskey
They would not
warm it up
Warm it up, warm it up
Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up
This that Young Sinatra shit, yeah this that Young Sinatra shit
Shut the fuck
I be wylin' cause I'm young
Wyl wylin' 'cause I'm young
Wylin' cause I'm young
Wyl wylin' 'cause I'm young
I be wylin' cause I'm young
I be
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