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Praise in the Temple (It's Service Time)

Dorothy Norwood

Stand on the Word

2004

God will open up a window and a blessing he'll pour out 
When there's a praise in the temple 
And a praise in the house

It's service time, it's

My soy’s gone cold I’m wondering why I

Need a doc at all

My google search pops up these windows

And I believe it all

And even if I don’t it’ll be

I got a bullet with your name on it, fuckin' kill 'em
So fuck your eyes, as I sip this Glock, we twistin' livers
I got a bullet with your name

Name drop but still call me by my government
My name is in a few rooms I ain't walked yet
Give me an endorsement, money laying dormant
I need more

Bitch I'm getting paid, Internet Money
Style on a bitch, flex checks, Cruel Summer
Looking out your window like, we ain't take her from ya
All I see is

You hit me talkin' bout some late nights shawty
Don't hit my phone unless you talkin' bout the cash
Sneak dissin' on the internet's ballsy
Got me

You hit me talking bout some late nights shawty
Don't hit my phone unless you talking bout the cash
Sneak dissing on the internet's ballsy
Got me

your mistress
(Anything you need I'm at your service)
Your dancer, your doctor
(Give it even though you don't deserve it)
I'll switch it up make you want

a GoFundMe for his service
I ain't giving out verses (I ain't giving out verses)
Just brand new hearses (Just brand new hearses)
These niggas want beef for

Yeah, yeah
Me and my man Com Sense
Rallying troops like Joseph Stalin
Where you at, yo?

I'm about to make the name Com Sense a name you fear

(fly), I don't land though (land though)
This they funeral (funeral), start the service (service)
Say my name, make 'em nervous
Uh, you bitches is

the other day, uh
I don't even know her name, uh
But she jumping out the window
Yes man like ten-four
In her throat like a lymph node
I can tell you what

Three stamps on my hand last night
Washed you off my skin
But it's alright
Picking fights in my head
Then crying on the internet

And am I everything

at the MTV Video Music Awards
Last month slapped Nicki's ass
And continues to
Slap it endlessly in GIFs all over
The Internet nicki was the star of
The VMAs

It's a fucking circus
You can't find your purpose
And you always nervous
So you do the service
Threw my old photos in a furnace
Went through a lot,

an ottoman out of your residence
Got your wife on the edible, secret service and she taking it down like the president
Can't survive in my element if you

Back in the stu man it’s been a lil minute
I’m feeling sick needa go to the clinic
Bought me a zip now we right back to business
My windows is tinted

(fly), I don't land though (land though)
This they funeral (funeral), start the service (service)
Say my name, make 'em nervous
Uh, you bitches is

I, change the channel on the
Radio, 'cause internet killed the radio star
Radio, and YouTube killed the video star
Hit the radio
When we make a,

Five percent tint, my windows (windows)
Ten bites from, black widow (woo!)
Mark of my goals like, bingo (bingo)
Dope like the pope, Francisco (rack

dude
and got time to wait around for like a service pack 2
internet explorers a horror
you quote unquote borrowed netscape, mosaic and eudora
this isn't

#1

Nelly

Nellyville

2002

You gon' fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one, you can't hold me if your last name was Hanes
Only way you

No. 1

Nelly

Nellyville [UK Bonus Track]

2002

fuck around
And check
Why they surely
They call me
"Show me"
Why one-on-one
You can't hold me
If your last name was Haynes
Only way you wear me