Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lord Forgive Me, artist - Rich Homie Quan.
Date of issue: 13.04.2017
Song language: English
Lord Forgive Me |
Pull up in a brand new Bentley drop top and I got 4 hoes with me |
Everybody know the A7 Audi that I drive got little bit of gold in it |
Leave a nigga dead on the beat got a nigga feelin' just like a mortician |
I ain’t saying that I’m perfect, I know I sin everyday, all I ask is Lord |
forgive me, Lord forgive me |
If I can’t make it at the church every Sunday just understand |
Lord forgive me |
If I’m pressured to kill a nigga hope you see where I’m comin' from and listen |
what I’m sayin' |
Lord forgive me |
I know I’m not married but I’m fuckin' these bitches every city I go |
Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me (Amen, Amen) |
If I make a couple of mistakes |
I ain’t sayin I’m perfect or great, Lord |
Going fishin' shawty you the bait |
Ain’t no competition you bae |
And I just wanna know if I could dive in the pussy, go down on the pussy, |
head dive first |
Got your legs wide open |
Destiny’s child make you say my name |
Versace everything even my sheets too |
Get the knees black even me too |
I might eat that pussy like Kiku |
Baby I just wanna meet and greet you |
And I’m in love with your beauty like a beast too and she told me she don’t |
even eat seafood |
Made her eat this dick then told her open her mouth what we call that? |
Yeah we call it see food |
Lord please forgive me |
If I have to send one of these niggas to you, Lord please forgive me |
I’ma hurt they feelings when I get that brand new car and do work nigga |
Pull up in a brand new Bentley drop top and I got 4 hoes with me |
Everybody know the A7 Audi that I drive got little bit of gold in it |
Leave a nigga dead on the beat got a nigga feelin' just like a mortician |
I ain’t saying that I’m perfect, I know I sin everyday, all I ask is Lord |
forgive me, Lord forgive me |
If I can’t make it at the church every Sunday just understand |
Lord forgive me |
If I’m pressured to kill a nigga hope you see where I’m comin' from and listen |
what I’m sayin' |
Lord forgive me |
I know I’m not married but I’m fuckin' these bitches every city I go |
Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me (Lord) |
Listen up, I’ma say a lil' prayer and it goes like this (Lord) |
I know I did a lot of fucked up shit I know I ain’t supposed to cuss but I’ma |
say (Lord Forgive Me) |
Please please (Lord Forgive Me) |
I know I fucked up listen (Lord) |
I done fucked up man (Forgive Me) |
No weapon formed against me shall prosper |
That got me through jail when I was locked up |
Keep your eyes on snakes they’ll bite ya |
Grind hard, this shit don’t come over night bruh |
I don’t need a pistol nigga I’ll fight y’all |
In my closet, more shoes than flight club |
Ride deep on the beat like a bike club |
Sleep all day, all night uh |
I done did a lot of fucked up shit |
I just pray God forgive me |
I done did shit I ain’t thought about |
God forgive me promise I’ma be a better person |
I seem to only pray when its an emergency (Why?) |
Told 'em 'cause the beat like surgery (Why?) |
A lot of y’all fuck niggas talkin' |
I remember I was walkin', told 'em what I’m doin' now |
Pull up in a brand new Bentley drop top and I got 4 hoes with me |
Everybody know the A7 Audi that I drive got little bit of gold in it |
Leave a nigga dead on the beat got a nigga feelin' just like a mortician |
I ain’t saying that I’m perfect, I know I sin everyday, all I ask is Lord |
forgive me, Lord forgive me |
If I can’t make it at the church every Sunday just understand |
Lord forgive me |
If I’m pressured to kill a nigga hope you see where I’m comin' from and listen |
what I’m sayin' |
Lord forgive me |
I know I’m not married but I’m fuckin' these bitches every city I go |
Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me (Lord) |