
Church Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Psh, psh, psh, psh, psh
Uh, How it feel to be one of the ones
It feel great
Money Train shit you kno
A lot of rich bosses in this bitch, we eatin' like it's The Last Suppa(yeah, yeah)
Since a yung nigga, I feel like G Herb nem, I'll neva leave my brotha(I'll neva leave my brotha)
I know we been thru a lot, but my whole heart belong to my mother(I love you Ma)
I'm in the kitchen abusing this white girl, ooh, how I hit it and cut her(I'ma hit that bih)
Of course, me and money got married, we fell in love with each otha(we fell in love)
Of course, me and Qua attached, we had to lean on each otha(lean-lean, lean)
Yung nigga get to whippin' that woo
Can't believe it's not butta(that woo-woo, woo)
My Florida jit, said he'll touchdown & come & swang his cutta(ffffttttttt)
My lil' bro drop that yay in the pot & let it burn like Usher
I took a 4 of Qua & some ice, and I strawberry crushed her
Ion wanna pull out my bitch Nina, cuz that hoe a busser(fa, fa, fa, fa, fa-fa-fa, fa, fa)
(She bussin-bussin, she bussin, she bussin)
When it's time to catch a opp, we get screaming out church(churrrchhh)
Get a hat, don't say shit, just be uploading hearse
(Shhhhhh)
Niggas don't say a word, just be tweetin' out hearse's
Suck the dick so good, baby girl, I'm bout to burst
You really tryna make me put some pape yo purse
Yeah I hooped, but I was a hustla first
Tried to leave the streets, it got me trapped I'm cursed
A lot of rich bosses in this bitch, we eatin' like it's The Last Suppa(we eatin bih)
Since a yung nigga, I feel like G Herb nem, I'll neva leave my brotha(I'll neva leave my brotha)
I know we been thru a lot, but my whole heart belong to my mother(love you ma)
I'm in the kitchen abusing this white girl, ooh, how I hit it and cut her(I'ma hit that bih)
Of course, me and money got married, we fell in love with each otha(I love you girl)
Of course, me and Qua attached, we had to lean on each otha(that lean-lean, lean
Yung niggas get to whippin' that woo
Can't believe it's not butta(that woo-woo, woo)
My Florida jit, said he'll touchdown & come & swang his cutta(fffftttttt)