Lyrics:
am for me make you do am for my people sake
My papa don dey old he don reach age
And my mama don too try she don too hustle for my case
And if you wan
guys we don Dey kpef
Step by step
Ama take it step by step
Step by step
I don kpef
Me and my guys we don Dey kpef
Oooh I no holy oo
Even tho my name na
Holy water chase it with a shot of gin, lord protect me and forgive me I don’t mean to sin
Demons knocking I can hear them, please don’t let them in
tight
I don't post on a page for the holy light
Are you straight are you gay there's a holy price
Enemies got bad blood God still here though
Pull up
I'm coming Lord
Coming Lord
cll by myself
by myself
Don't call the roll
call the roll
till I get there
I get there
I'm coming Lord
coming Lord
all by
y'all hear my gospel
Holy rain felling down the ghetto
I was out there on the hustle
I gotta carry with my pistol
Hater try to stop me ,I don't think so
Everyone’s sick around me and I’m starting to get a cold
I don’t know why people want to hang out when they’re sick, it’s very American
No one wants
to see them bruddas creep at night
Ever been frozen in a dream can't fight
And the only way to win was by Jesus Christ
We must fight
Spread his light
Don
project was produced by Othello Beats & C Gutta Beats & engineered by S. Slim
Right on baby
Hook 1:
To be Pimp tight you got to Roll
If you don’t aack how
and my soldiers roll with God, we don't fold to pressure
Not by sight, we walk by faith and get the forward stepping
I'm just a peasant, a lowly wretch
it
Holy Ghost fever akye me inner
Anointing overflow i am soaring higher
Taking me further step by step
But say eno bi easy Grace is in the block
on two wheels
Up down the way
San Francisco
Yeah thats
My day drive
Roll around in through city late night
cll the star up in the sky
Fly by
Fade away
niggas who SLIDE
All of my niggas who GO
Dropped out of school I'm selling dope
Roll it up I'm leaning with the scope
Leave a nigga holy like the pope
All
They're wakin' up maria 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a little motion with her head. rolls over
And says she's gonna
Rrrr
Yeah
Rik Hamale
Eyy Holy drip
St. Laurent on my feet
Men come through and they lit
All our pockets stay fit yeah
Holy Shit
Scott bezel all on my
it's alright cause me and my niggas roll tight
We all think alike, we jump out whoever packin pipe
Don't they know who's the freak from the East?
I
Keeping that sword right by me
But my armor rests up in my soul
I got the Holy Ghost
Keeping that sword right by me every night I lay
That's how we
will hold you
More money more money for the bank roll
Stick to the script don't slip in the nine-fo
A lot of fools put salt in the game
Till when
fam by my side coz they do not pick and choose
I will not stop until I fill my ideas shoes
Zoomy at the top, top
I'm on my arrogant shit but no I do not
to loose
I keep my fam by my side cause
They do not pick and choose
I will not stop until I fill my ideal shoes
Zoomy at the top, top
I'm on my arrogant shit
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
My Daddy was a sinner, but my
Mother was a saintly person
But I ruined my life by drinking, bad
Wives, taking pills and cursing
Rock and roll you
some if you don't mind
Go to the Ritz knock on the door
Pop some bubbly and we hit the floor
Hell yeah baby
That's how we roll
Anything goes in New
With the dope we slinging
Getting cheddar till I die
There is no free living
They don't know about the grind
With their toll free living
But I'm holy
Discuss these holy roll by don francisco Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In