| Stand back, god talk
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| The watch cost
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| First things first I pop, sling all the honeys
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| Ain’t it funny? |
| Angel, I got devils wanting money
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| Seems sacred but get nathin'
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| My penetration is all revelations
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| And my eyes only seeing basic, they foul flagrant
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| Infatuated with the bracelets, diamond-cut player
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| You fallacious, not complacent
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| Competition, I’m your favourite, knock knock
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| It’s me, motherfucker, you’re dead wrong
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| Turning your doorknob, a heartthrob
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| Never my title but you bitches getting robbed
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| I rhyme and flip lines so far ahead of my time
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| My punchlines is lemon lime
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| I’m sour, nigga, sweeter than pine
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| I’m God’s gift like Christmas time
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| The money Jewish but it’s black on black crimes
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| They box me in from time to time
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| For a Rolex, is you willing to die? |
| You willing to die, nigga?
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| Oh shit, nigga, you a rich nigga?
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| Does your wrist glitter? |
| How much your car engine?
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| I can tell you got six figures
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| Figure you ain’t no real nigga
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| You don’t struggle like real niggas
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| Probably snitch on a real nigga
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| Just to get you out of bed, nigga
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| Well let’s see, my god is your god
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| If he got faith in me, go and pull the trigger
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| And leave it be, nigga
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| Russian roulette, let’s make a bet
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| 100 on black, I’m back with a vengeance, the villain is vicious
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| Heart of gold is relentless, book of Genesis
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| Don’t eat the apple, but you’d rather live ravish
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| Street savvy, but not wealthy
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| Good health, be blessed, tryna reach the heavens
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| One day as I pray, halo over me
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| As I lay back, chick on my lap everyday, this god talk
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| This god talk
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| This god talk
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| Let god talk
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| Stand back lil nigga, let God talk
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| Tryna follow Christ, but this club light super bright
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| And they pay me cash every single night
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| Taking models back to the crib
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| I know you want my life, you don’t want my life
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| Couldn’t handle what they write about you
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| The Superman of height, you can get 'em high
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| But how far is you willing to climb for your own shine?
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| Blowing shine, papers let a nigga vibe, letting God talk
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| I’m like when summer approach
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| Niggas thinking they’re good, but they’re more TO
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| I’m known coast to coast, you tryna play god
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| With the devil’s robes
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| It’s only one god, boy, you far from close
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| Been ready, change cars like winter coats
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| Niggas bubblegum, Winterfresh, in they Easter clothes
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| No lint on my Easter clothes
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| Resurrect, the prophet spoke
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| This god talk
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| This god talk
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| Let god talk
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| God talk
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| And the Lord he told me find my way home
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| And the Lord he told me find my way home
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| And the Lord he told me make me home
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| And the Lord he told me find my way home
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| Believe in yourself and the rest will fall in place, have faith in your own
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| abilities. |
| Work hard and it’s nothing you can’t accomplish |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song God Talk, artist - Tyga. Album song The Gold Album: 18th Dynasty, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп