Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prayer Hands, artist - QUE.. Date of issue: 30.10.2016
Song language: English
Prayer Hands |
| One thing I can’t stand |
| Is a drunk ass ho |
| Went through like a hundred bands |
| Strictly to blow |
| Where I’m from like gangland |
| Stay on the floor |
| And I don’t really like to shake hands |
| With niggas I don’t know |
| Smoke out the back, fuck up some cash |
| New paper tag, peel off like a scab |
| If I’m broke I’ma spazz, get the ski mask |
| Hop out the van, make the prayer hands |
| One thing I can’t stand |
| Is a drunk ass ho |
| If I fuck you bitch, I ain’t stayin' |
| I gots to go |
| Fucked up like a hundred bands |
| ‘Cause I got some more |
| And I ain’t even tryna be mad |
| ‘Cause I heard you was a ho |
| Que pop tags, know tags and bags |
| Hit you with the pound, I don’t shake dirty ass hands |
| Fuck foreplay, won’t kiss your dirty ass neck |
| I already got a dirty ass Sprite full of Tech |
| Playin' with the check, fuck around and get wet |
| Chanel wanna step, treat fits like bell |
| Beat a nigga’s ass with a Burberry belt |
| Thousand dollar whip, I’m with designer welt |
| What them niggas smokin' always top shelf |
| Sippin' on the lean, cream soda cocktail |
| Five main bales in my drop mail |
| Pull up drop top, it’s not fair |
| Leanin' like a rocking char |
| Christians, I just copped a pair |
| Condoms, I will not go bare |
| I hope she got some top to spare |
| One thing I can’t stand |
| Is a drunk ass ho |
| Went through like a hundred bands |
| Strictly to blow |
| Where I’m from like gangland |
| Stay on the floor |
| And I don’t really like to shake hands |
| With niggas I don’t know |
| Smoke out the back, fuck up some cash |
| New paper tag, peel off like a scab |
| If I’m broke I’ma spazz, get the ski mask |
| Hop out the van, make the prayer hands |
| Gucci mask my dope mask |
| Red white like a Coke can |
| She gon' suck it with no hands |
| I’m a dog, I ain’t with the romance |
| Que pop shit, pop seals and sticks |
| Hit hoes like a jack boy hit licks |
| Fuck beatin' round the bush tryna give a ho a hint |
| I tell a bitch quick, get your shit you gotta dip |
| Six chains on like I’m Slick Rick |
| Left wrist sick, whip like ten bricks |
| nigga playin' both sides of the fence |
| Hundred bands hit, get a pussy nigga pinched |
| Pull up, fuckin' up shit like the Grinch |
| Take a whole mile if you give me an inch |
| Walkin' out the bank, pullin' off in a spaceship |
| Hit Blue Flame during day shift |
| Five hundred K in the basement |
| Paid ya to make a bitch taste it |
| ‘Cause one thing I ain’t got is patience |
| And plus |
| One thing I can’t stand |
| Is a drunk ass ho |
| Went through like a hundred bands |
| Strictly to blow |
| Where I’m from like gangland |
| Stay on the floor |
| And I don’t really like to shake hands |
| With niggas I don’t know |
| Smoke out the back, fuck up some cash |
| New paper tag, peel off like a scab |
| If I’m broke I’ma spazz, get the ski mask |
| Hop out the van, make the prayer hands |