| I’m tryin' to go to church
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| Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
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| See some hoes, TWERK!
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| See bad girls be at the strip club
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| Good girls, they be in church!
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| Always wonder why my grandmother
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| Try to get me to go to church
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| Please Lord forgive me, I’m bout to take niggas to church
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| Christian Louboutins, they’re my best friends
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| I’m bout to put these bitches to the test then
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| What ya callin' spikes? |
| What color that box?
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| Is that a white bag in it? |
| Yea? |
| No? |
| Hold up. |
| Stop
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| You ain’t bout that life (bout that life)
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| You ain’t bout that life
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| You don’t bounce that ass like, «Oh Lord!»
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| Then climb back up the pole to meet Christ
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| Saturday night, she twerkin' it for a real nigga
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| These niggas hatin', I hate them niggas
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| Make me wanna bring back Tommy Hilfiger
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| I’m in love wit' a stripper, cue to that nigga T-Pain
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| Said I love dem' strippers, word to my nigga 2 Chainz
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| Got a leather Ferrari, Eddie Murphy pants
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| Ya strippin? |
| Go on twerk it then, cause' after this
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| I’m tryin' to go to church
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| Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
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| See some hoes, TWERK!
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| See bad girls be at the strip club
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| Good girls, they be in church!
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| Always wonder why my grandmother
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| Try to get me to go to church
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| Please Lord forgive me, I’m bout to take niggas to church
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| I know this ain’t the first night
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| Go on girl, just do your thang
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| Don’t be actin' shy
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| Take a sip and just do it babe
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| Sittin here all night (just do it for me)
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| Don’t waste no time girl (just do it for me)
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| Girl I pray that, me and you lay down
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| Come on baby, lay down, go on, lay down
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| Tomb Raider, sooner or later
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| The way you move that ass so innovative
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| Go on, baby, lay down
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| (CHURCH!) Thicker than a Bible
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| (CHURCH!) I need it for survival
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| (CHURCH!) Lord save me!
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| (CHURCH!) Poppin' bands for my baby
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| I’mma crucify that pussy, I’mma nail it here, I’mma nail it there
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| I’mma mail it here, I’mma mail it there, doin' all this sippin' Belvedere
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| Gotta sheriff here and a baliff here, all we missin is a judge
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| One night with a random bitch, and she’ll burn your ass like a rug
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| Real niggas gon' say that, real niggas don’t play that
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| Real nigga’ll take a basic bitch, then close the trunk of that Maybach
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| Open the trunk to that Maybach, roll the bitch in that water
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| Conscience start gettin the best of you, gotta pull a ho outta that water
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| Try to make some sense of it, tell a ho she got baptized
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| Put a couple hundreds in her Trues, tell a ho to get her act right
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| Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
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| Red bottoms will make her fuck; |
| you broke niggas don’t stand a chance
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| CHURCH!
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| I’m tryin' to go to church
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| Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
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| See some hoes, TWERK!
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| See bad girls be at the strip club
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| Good girls, they be in church!
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| Always wonder why my grandmother
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| Try to get me to go to church
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| Please Lord forgive me, I’m bout to take niggas to church
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| I know this ain’t the first night
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| Go on girl, just do your thang
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| Don’t be actin' shy
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| Take a sip and just do it babe
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| Sittin here all night (just do it for me)
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| Don’t waste no time girl (just do it for me)
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| Girl I pray that, me and you lay down
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| Come on baby, lay down, go on, lay down
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| Tomb Raider, sooner or later
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| The way you move that ass so innovative
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| Go on, baby, lay down
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| (CHURCH!) Thicker than a Bible
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| (CHURCH!) I need it for survival
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| (CHURCH!) Lord save me!
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| (CHURCH!) Poppin' bands for my baby
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| King Chip, eastside Cleveland ghetto mogul
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| You say, «Damn, you livin like that?»
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| I say, «Bitch, I told you.»
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| Sunday mornin, extra clean, get these bitches off of him
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| I’mma roll through your hood, and collect my offering
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| Seen her wit a group of friends, damn she got the best butt
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| Then she turned around, lookin like Morris Chestnut
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| Aww, hell no, God damn. |
| What the fuck?
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| Even though shit a nigga still might fuck
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| You can be my «Plan C,» just in case my «A» and «B» can’t cut
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| Guess what? |
| A nigga so fresh to death, I’m decomposin'
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| I just copped a dope ass condo, just to keep some hoes in
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| What I’m gon' do with all these racks?
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| Damn, what she gonna do with all that ass?
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| That baby oil is Holy Water
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| Ever met a young nigga with too much cash?
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| Her baby daddy live by my words
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| Damn, she cold, she got them curves
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| Double parked outside of the club
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| Niggas like, «Damn, nigga got some nerves»
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| Smokin' these L’s in the pulpit
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| With OG Chuck in the cool bitch
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| Got ten thousand all in ones cause, damn, that ass is stupid (Haha!)
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| I know this ain’t the first night
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| Go on girl, just do your thang
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| Don’t be actin' shy
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| Take a sip and just do it babe
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| Sittin here all night (just do it for me)
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| Don’t waste no time girl (just do it for me)
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| Girl I pray that, me and you lay down
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| Come on baby, lay down, go on, lay down
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| Tomb Raider, sooner or later
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| The way you move that ass so innovative
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| Go on, baby, lay down
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| (CHURCH!) Thicker than a Bible
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| (CHURCH!) I need it for survival
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| (CHURCH!) Lord save me!
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| (CHURCH!) Poppin' bands for my baby |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Church , by - The Game. Song from the album Jesus Piece, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп