Church Lyrics - Jesus Piece - Game

I'm tryin' to go to church 

Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club 

See my hoes, TWERK! 

See bad girls be at the strip club 

Good girls, they be in CHURCH! 

Always wonder why my grandmother 

Try to get me to go to CHURCH! 

Please Lord forgive me, I'm bout to take niggas to CHURCH! 

Christian Louboutins, they're my best friends 

I'm bout to put these bitches to the test then 

What ya callin' spikes? 

What color that box? 

Is that a white bag in it? 

Yea? No? Hold up. Stop 

You ain't bout that life (bout that life) 

You ain't bout that life 

You don't bounce that ass like, "Oh Lord!" 

Then climb back up the pole to meet Christ 

Saturday night, she twerkin it for a real nigga 

These niggas hatin', I hate them niggas 

Make me wanna bring back Tommy Hilfiger 

I'm in love wit' a stripper, Quotin' the nigga T-Pain 

Said I love dem' strippers, word to my nigga 2 Chainz 

Got a leather Ferrari, Eddie Murphy pants 

Ya strippin? Go on twerk it then, cause' after this. 

I know this ain't the first night 

Go on girl, just do your thang 

Don't be actin' shy 

Take a sip and just do it babe 

Sittin here all night (just do it for me) 

Don't waste no time girl (just do it for me) 

Girl I pray that, me and you lay down 

Come on baby, lay down, go on, lay down 

Sooner or later, sooner or later 

The way you move that ass 

? 

Go on, baby, lay down 

Thicker than a Bible 

I need it for survival 

Lord save me! 

Poppin' bands for my baby 

I'mma crucify that pussy 

I'mma nail it here, I'mma nail it there 

I'mma mail it here, I'mma mail it there 

Doin' all this sippin' Belvedere 

Gotta sheriff here and a baliff here 

All we missin is a judge 

One night with a random bitch, and she'll burn your ass like a rug 

Real niggas gon' say that, real niggas don't play that 

Real nigga'll take a basic bitch, then close the trunk of that Maybach 

Open the trunk to that Maybach, roll the bitch in that water 

Conscience start gettin the best of you, gotta pull a ho outta that water 

Try to make some sense of it, tell a ho she got baptized 

Put a couple hundreds in her Trues, tell a ho to get her act right 

Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance 

Red bottoms will make her fuck 

You broke niggas don't stand a chance 

King Chip, eastside Cleveland ghetto mogul 

You say, "Damn, you livin like that?" 

I say, "Bitch, I told you." 

Sunday mornin, extra clean, get these bitches off of him 

I'mma roll through your hood, and collect my offering 

Seen her wit a group of friends, damn she got the best butt 

Then she turned around, lookin like Morris Chestnut 

Aww, hell no, God damn. What the fuck? 

Even though shit a nigga still might fuck 

You can be my "Plan C", just in case my "A" and "B" can't cut 

Guess what? A nigga so fresh to death, I'm decomposin' 

I just copped a dope ass condo, just to keep some hoes in 

What I'm gon' do with all these racks? 

Damn, what she gonna do with all that ass? 

That baby oil is Holy Water 

Ever met a young nigga with too much cash? 

Her baby daddy live by my words 

Damn, she cold, she got them curves 

Double parked outside of the club 

Niggas like, "Damn, nigga got some nerves" 

Smokin these L's in the pulpit 

With OG Chuck in the cool bitch 

Got ten thousand all in ones cause, damn, that ass is stupid (Haha!) 

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