hallelujah

Lyrics

, halle motherfucking lujah, all my real niggas i salute ya, all the bad bitches, i'm a run throguh ya, hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, heaven's prays, all i'm tryina do, reach you, praise you, heaven's prays, all i'm wanna do, praise you, my lord, nigga i ain't pastor mason yo, nigga patting rhyme, pete sirock acing y'all, and since i got good taste and all, this for all the bad bitches couldn't wait to get they braces off, i know we in church, and the way that i'm thinking, wrong, but inside the bible is the perfect way to sneak my phone, but i don't wanna do that, i came to take the service in, and stare at all the women who brought they louie purses in, bad bitches in here, forgive me for my sins, i ain't meant to walk inside the church cursing again, i wanna live righteous and you know i love jesus, but you can't catch the holy ghost in the prius, halle motherfucking lujah, all my real niggas i salute ya, all the bad bitches, i'm a run throguh ya, hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn, hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn, heaven's prays, they look around the church like what that nigga looking here, he prolly told of somebody, posed to be doing years, but who am i to judge a nigga, hey i don't wanna go to church, i can't budge the nigga, but i love the nigga, so i'm a go for both us, and put these g stars slacks with these louie loafers, he rather sit outside and listen to hova, but the service jumping, the pastor is serving my mimosas, and all this ass in here, how do i focus, collection plate buldging damn pastor you the coldest, my envelope stay swollen, so i'm a count my blessings now, somebody hold this, halle motherfucking lujah, all my real niggas i salute ya, all the bad bitches, i'm a run through ya, hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn, hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn, heaven's prays, staring in the row behind me, man these fat hoes is too cheap, ain't paying they ties, taking up 2 seats, and look at god's house, pack full of sinners, with the sun ride service, now they back for the dinners, yeah i know the chicken good but your soul ain't, and your outfit clean but your nose ain't, and i supposed ain't nobody a liar in here, if that was true, the whole chruch would be on fire in here, i'm so glad we have a choir in here, to wake me up everytime i get tired in here, and one thing's for sure, gotta praise the lord, cause when i went to undefeated, they still have my force, fell to the floor like, halle motherfucking lujah, all my real niggas i salute ya, all the bad bitches, i'm a run throguh ya, hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn, hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn, heaven's prays, all i'm tryina do is, reach you, praise you, heaven's prays, all i'm wanna do is, my lord