Lyrics:
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Listen to me now who am
I'm the preacher
I look quite young of that I'm always told
I know the points without even being told
That limitations
(Young Preacher, Young-Young Preacher)
(Young Preacher, Young-Young Preacher)
Yeah, Young Preacher
Should've had some supervision
Young
preacher say
(No matter what your preacher say)
There's no fighting DNA
You can't pray the gay away
Mama, oh, mama, you can't blame yourself
Just 'cause your
to meet you)
If you've got two or three minutes I'd like to tell you a story
It's a story about a preacher
But this story I wanna tell you is about
lookin' back at me
My insides were shakin' like I'd caught the flu
Better call a preacher cause a doctor won't do
I'm in love with you honey
I came
"Son" said the preacher " æ?ºor I break the news
Let me take you to the heart of this promised land"
Built on the green hill far away
Where somebody
you astray
I attended service at a little church
In the country not long ago
A prayer was led by an old country preacher
Who then raised his hands
will not grow old
Preacher's openin' up the book
He gonna pause awhile an' take a look
'N' then he'll start tellin' everyone
Just how t' do, yeah
our names on an old oak limb
On the bank of the creek where we used to swim
A farmer's son and a preacher's only daughter
We ran barefoot through
I used to come here when this place was a crypt.
Now the music plays.
Oh don't you sometimes wish they'd stick to the script
As the local preacher
go?"
I'm at the preacher's door
They wanna kill us dead
At the preacher's door
We said give 'em some more
This one time, do it fo' sho
But we gon' be
to everybody's house, trying to break up everybody's home
Get your pie back, here when you tell them, you know
I ain't no preacher, neither no preacher's son
to everybody's house, trying to break up everybody's home
Get your pie back, here when you tell them, you know
I ain't no preacher, neither no preacher's son
the mind
Let me tell you about it, listen to what you'll find
I am not a preacher, I am but a man
You cannot imagine what I've seen and done
I have
They say she had a heart attack
I think the preacher's coming back
And I'm frying 'cause all my love's electrifying
And I'm comfy like
Got a date a week from Friday with a preacher's son
Everybody says he's crazy; I'll have to see
I finally moved to Jackson when the summer came
I
They say she had a heart attack
I think the preacher's coming back
And I'm frying 'cause all my love's electrifying
And I'm comfy like
will not grow old
Preacher's openin' up the book
He gonna pause awhile an' take a look
'N' then he'll start tellin' everyone
Just how t' do, yeah
Artist: Ras Paulo
Title: An Angel
Oh you
If am An Angel
if am a Preacher
if do you think am a believer.
If do you think I'm An Angel hey, you re
will die soon
Smell the roses they will burn soon
Kiss your dearest she will die soon
I've seen all of the lies
All of the fucking lies
The preacher is
and bullshit
That they call the truth without any fucking proof
And the preachers gonna meet ya
He'll tell you about the creature
Inside of you
It'll frighten
Blessed what the preacher say
Stress it will go away
Path I will walk that way
Finished on the seventh day
Blessed what the preacher say
Stress it
Bad bitch
Blunt rolled
Cup full
On go
No lean
Slow mo
I said No lean slow mo
Uh, im on my worst behavior
I ain't a preacher girl I won't save ya
I'm a big dawg no I won't leave her
I'm Jiggybaby no I'm not a cheater
I don't be laying scripts no i'm not a preacher
Come check it out I'm a leader
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