PRAISE GOD Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
This the type of bitch that make a nigga gotta praise God
Bitches love my voice they follow me just like a séance
This the type of whip that make a nigga got a praise God
My bitch she bad as shit, she suck my dick until I say stop
This the type of shit, this the type of shit This the type of shit, this the type of shit
This the type of shit, this the type of shit This the type of shit, this the type of shit
I'm in a party with two of my fans, please don't take no pictures
I stuffed a molly and one of her drinks, tell the ho pay attention
It be breakin' my heart to see you cry, I think a nigga got issues
I ain't ever gon' diss you, I ain't ever gon' diss you
She blow my dick and you kissed her, she blow my dick like a whistle
You know I'm in this shit, I'm in the club so official
Who let that little bad bitch in the club, I'm tryna get in yo panties
I'm fucking Keisha and Tammy
I bought a flight to Miami
This the type of bitch that make a nigga gotta praise God
Bitches love my voice, they follow me just like a séance
This the type of whip that make a nigga gotta praise God
My bitch, she bad as shit, she suck my dick until I say stop
This the type of shit, this the type of shit
This the type of shit, this the type of shit
This the type of shit, this the type of shit
This the type of shit, this the type of shit
This the type of shit that make a nigga got a praise God
Bitches love my voice, they follow me just like a séance
This the type of shit that make a nigga got a praise God
My bitch, she bad as shit, she suck my dick until I say stop
This the type of shit, this the type of shit
This the type of shit, this the type of shit
This the type of shit, this the type of shit
This the type of shit, this the type of shit
I took a molly today, so I'ma be okay
Niggas be all on my D, but i don't swing that way
Baby quit calling my phone, cause you are not my bae
I can turn water to tris, cause you know that's my drank
And you know that's my thing
Babygirl tryna fuck the gang
I will not blame you for getting a bag, just don't get in my way
All the young niggas be coppin' my swag, that shit, boarder line gay
All the bad bitches they hate when I rap, they like, it when I be singin'
Like, baby what made you entitled?
Like, when did I give you a title?
I beat that pussy for a couple of days, but you are not my bridal
He posting guns, that's not even his like, nigga that's not your rifle
I got a bitch, she sucking my dick, babygirl that's why I like you
Cause like, this the type of bitch that make a nigga got a praise God
Bitches love my voice they follow me just like a séance
This the type of whip that make a nigga got a praise God
My bitch, she bad as shit, she suck my dick until I say stop
This the type of shit, this the type of shit
This the type of shit that make a nigga got a praise God
This the type of shit
This the type of shit that make a nigga got a praise God
This the type of bitch that make a nigga got a praise God
This the type of shit
This the type of shit