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Church

The Game, Trey Songz11 Dec 2012

Church Lyrics

 

I'm tryin' to go to church

Get some chicken wings after that hit the strip club

See my hoes TWERK

See bad girls be at the strip club

Good girls they be in CHURCH

Always wonder why my grandmother

Try to get me to go to CHURCH

Please Lord forgive me I'm bout to take *s to CHURCH

 

Christian Louboutins they're my best friends

 

I'm bout to put these b**ches to the test then

 

What ya callin' spikes

 

What color that box

 

Is that a white bag in it

Yea No Hold up Stop

You ain't bout that life (bout that life)

You ain't bout that life

You don't bounce that a** like "Oh Lord "

Then climb back up the pole to meet Christ

Saturday night she twerkin it for a real ni**a

These *s hatin' I hate them *s

Make me wanna bring back Tommy Hilfiger

I'm in love wit' a stripper Quotin' the ni**a T-Pain

Said I love dem' strippers word to my ni**a 2 Chainz

 

Got a leather Ferrari Eddie Murphy pants

 

Ya strippin Gon' twerk it then cause' after this

I'm tryin' to go to church

Get some chicken wings after that hit the strip club

See my hoes TWERK

See bad girls be at the strip club

Good girls they be in CHURCH

Always wonder why my grandmother

Try to get me to go to CHURCH

Please Lord forgive me I'm bout to take *s to CHURCH

I know this ain't the first night

Go on girl just do your thang

Don't be actin' shy

 

Take a sip and just do it babe

 

Sittin here all night just do it for me

 

Don't waste no time girl (just do it for me)

 

Girl I pray that me and you lay down

Come on baby lay down go on lay down

 

Sooner or later sooner or later

 

The way you move that a**

Go on baby lay down

(CHURCH ) Thicker than a Bible

(CHURCH ) I need it for survival

(CHURCH ) Lord save me

(CHURCH ) Poppin' bands for my baby

 

I'mma crucify that p**sy

 

I'mma nail it here I'mma nail it there

I'mma mail it here I'mma mail it there

Doin' all this sippin' Belvedere

Gotta sheriff here and a baliff here

All we missin is a judge

 

One night with a random b**ch and she'll burn your a** like a rug

Real *s gon' say that real *s don't play that

Real ni**a'll take a basic b**ch then close the trunk of that Maybach

Open the trunk to that Maybach roll the b**ch in that water

Conscience start gettin the best of you gotta pull a ho outta that water

Try to make some sense of it tell a ho she got baptized

Put a couple hundreds in her Trues tell a ho to get her act right

Bands a make her dance bands a make her dance

Red bottoms will make her f**k You broke *s don't stand a chance

CHURCH

 

King Chip eastside Cleveland ghetto mogul

You say "Damn you livin like that "

I say "B**ch I told you "

Sunday mornin extra clean get these b**ches off of him

I'mma roll through your hood and collect my offering

 

Seen her wit a group of friends damn she got the best butt

Then she turned around lookin like Morris Chestnut

 

Aww hell no God damn What the f**k

Even though sh*t a ni**a still might f**k

You can be my "Plan C" just in case my "A" and "B" can't cut

Guess what A ni**a so fresh to death I'm decomposin'

I just copped a d**e a** condo just to keep some hoes in

What I'm gon' do with all these racks

Damn what she gonna do with all that a**

That baby oil is Holy Water

Ever met a young ni**a with too much cash

Her baby daddy live by my words

Damn she cold she got them curves

Double parked outside of the club

*s like "Damn ni**a got some nerves"

Smokin these L's in the pulpit

With OG Chuck in the cool b**ch

Got ten thousand all in ones cause damn that a** is stupid (Haha )

 

 

 

Lyrics by 闫江超

Comments for Church (1)

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Best of all times 🔥 🔥 🔥that Bass in this bit is crazy