Songs of Praise Songtext
von Roy Wood

Songs of Praise Songtext

She wanna pop pills all night by the ocean wave
Im trying to get girls all night different girls after sexing me
All my niggas outta town hold it down wehn a nigga going back to the south yeah, yeah
Bad bitch wanna go back to the crib so she can open up her mouth
yeah, yeah
Make bands, sipping purp in the broad day
loose change make a nigga act the worng way
You took the shortcut I took the long way
Now im the highway, why you got a long face
I've been sleeping in the day working late night
she only wanna have sex if the songs right and the thong right
She only wanna get high and smoke all night
Pop a bottle roll a blunt cause it's alright
Yeah we doing everything that they don't like
These niggas finna show up if the hoes nice
They only want dimes what you think the shows like
Take advantage of the whole night
Shawty tell me what you don't like so I can come make it pretty
I haven't seen you cause I've been working deep in city
Forgive me for being silly like that

Said I got, Said I got, Said I got what you want
Said I got, Said I got, Said I got what you want
Sipping hen, Rolling spliffs, Hititin bongs, smoking blunts

Said I got, Said I got, Said I got what you want

What you want with your man when he come through
Make you pussy pop off like a gun do
Shawty let me slide in it like a sunroof
Every time I touch, your goosebumps erupt you
I don't want to be that nigga to corrupt you
I could show you real love while I fuck you
Smoke blunts while that backaz makes your bum move
Turn it up be rocket I'm a Flintstone
Ridding on a nigga really trying to work them hip bones
Word around town she the type to like to get low
Bring her round town and you see her with a pimp phone
All my niggas tyring to take over the pimphone
Damn now I'm rolling with my niggas with the cam
Fuck a flash we get in from the back of the club
Cause the front boys fronting
First showcase she an OG stunting while I'm high as shit
Now flashback to the white girl I was with
Getting high and shit rolling down my city with my fire lit
Flying with my pilot, smoking on the violet
I smoke weed cause you doing the shit that I've been in

Now im in Toronto trying to look for something bigger
Downtown seeing big things, who figured Don't fuck around, new age, been trill or go grin up on a winner

Said I got, Said I got, Said I got what you want
Said I got, Said I got, Said I got what you want
Sipping hen, Rolling spliffs, Hititin bongs, smoking blunts
Said I got, Said I got, Said I got what you want

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