Lyrics:
to Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa)
I said shoutout to my pastor (from the pastor)
He said I'm a disaster (you a disaster)
He said, "Boy (boy), you is stupid (you
dry-cleaning
Every once in a while
Sometimes I make it through without a pastor
But sometimes even I can use some preaching too
I'm just a child
Some days
dry-cleaning
Every once in a while
Sometimes I make it through without a pastor
But sometimes even I can use some preaching too
I'm just a child
Some days
Sometimes I make it through without a pastor
But sometimes even I can use some preaching too
I'm just a child
Some days I'm full of positive energy
Other days
Baby I'm never letting go
Pastor's daughter emi gan bad
Queen of lamba emi gan mad
Kekere loti jaapa yayy bi akisa oh Jaapa nah
Skip that lamba bi CD
'round, this the answer
It he tourin', we gon' bang 'em in Atlanta
Huh send 'em to the heavens gates
Leave 'em for the pastor
Catch 'em and we pop 'em
He
a hurt her
Everyday suh you gone in a your bar
Weh you tek this fah? Mi seh
You nuh fi dweet star
Tell me pastor you never read star
She a write and seh
The weakest catchups and cheat the most
Peep distractions, I keep 'em closer
They leave me sadder to be opposed
Nah, I ain't need a pastor to feed me hope
momento Él me encontró
Y he despertado en el redil, no sé cómo
Entre algodones y cuidados del Pastor
Y antes de poder hablar de mi pasado
Me atraviesan
They love it when I talk my shit again
Pastor Tigallo rap game Benny Hinn
I wanna be chill but can't afford to be still
I need a refill greens,
Ay, triste que vengo
vencido d'amor,
maguera pastor!
Más sano me fuera
no ir al mercado,
que no que viniera
tán aquerenciado,
que vengo, cuitado,
Si hay un compartir ella ta' ahí
Pero si hay un ayuno en la iglesia
Parece que le da amnesia ella no pasa por ahí
Pastor yo estoy llena de gozo
Shoulda' listened to my pastors
When they told me turn around and leave you be
Shoulda' listened to my sisters
When they said that I was too blind to see
But
Commo no le andaré yo,
mesquina, tan desmayada?
Dixo la niña al pastor:
– Mira, pastor, qué tetas.
Dixo el pastor a la niña:
– Más me querría dos
Yo soy tu sombra y Tu eres mi sol
Yo soy la oveja, Tu еl pastor
Eres el aire quе respiro
La melodía que quiero cantar
Eres mi pan, eres mi vino mi
veló un pastor
Donde un obrero le leyó
Donde un poeta le escuchó
Y un combatiente le siguió
Creció el silencio ante su nombre
Y así es que vuelve
53 Sundays, sinner
360 horses, oh, how the pastor drives (wait a minute)
Tell us, spread the legs, catch the holy ghost, yeah, I seen the pastor
JEOVÁ RAÁ
El Señor es mi Pastor, nada me faltara
El me da de beber de Sus aguas tranquilas
Aunque andase por el valle
De sombra y de muerte yo no
had me some faith, like I was a pastor
Ain't callin' the officer (for real)
I'm grippin' the choppa first (yeah)
New Rollie a presidential (for
and the wizardry
Somebody call the rabbi, the pastor and the sheikh
'Cause we are coming on the days of insanity
The days of insanity, the days of
Oh
Oh
a nosotros mismos
Desde que el lobo se comió al pastor
No tengo nada, lo dejé todo
Y lo perdido ha quedado atrás
Quiero saber quién es mi gente
Les
That's some arrogant form the pacifist
Never been a pastor ship
But I can move the masses like a pastor's wit
Finesse 'til my casket dig
We're bendin'
Esta es la historia de un rey
Que fue pastor antes de gobernar
Que con su onda y su fe
Mató a un gigante llamado Goliat
Y a su pueblo salvó
Pastor que estas en el campo
De amores tan descuidado
Escuchad una gentil dama
Que por ti se a desvelado
Conmigo no habeis hablado
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