Hallelujah Lyrics - Jesus Piece - Game

Halle-motherfucking-lujah, all my real niggas I salute ya 

All the bad bitches, I'ma run throguh ya 

Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn 

Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn 

Heaven's prays, all I'm tryina do, reach you, praise you 

Heaven's prays, all I'm wanna do, praise you, my lord 

Nigga I ain't pastor mason yo, nigga patting rhyme, pete sirock acing y'all 

And since I got good taste and all, this for all the bad bitches couldn't wait to get they braces off 

I know we in church, and the way that I'm thinking, wrong 

But inside the bible is the perfect way to sneak my phone 

But I don't wanna do that, I came to take the service in 

And stare at all the women who brought they Louie purses in 

Bad bitches in here, forgive me for my sins 

I ain't meant to walk inside the church cursing again 

I wanna live righteous and you know I love Jesus 

But you can't catch the holy ghost in the prius 

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Halle-motherfucking-lujah, all my real niggas I salute ya 

All the bad bitches, I'ma run throguh ya 

Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn 

Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn 

Heaven's prays 

They look around the church like what that nigga looking here 

He prolly told of somebody, posed to be doing years 

But who am I to judge a nigga, hey I don't wanna go to church, I can't budge the nigga 

But I love the nigga, so I'ma go for both us, and put these g stars slacks with these louie loafers 

He rather sit outside and listen to hova 

But the service jumping, the pastor is serving my mimosas 

And all this ass in here, how do I focus 

Collection plate buldging damn pastor you the coldest 

My envelope stay swollen, so I'ma count my blessings now, somebody hold this 

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Halle-motherfucking-lujah, all my real niggas I salute ya 

All the bad bitches, I'ma run through ya 

Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn 

Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn 

Heaven's prays 

Staring in the row behind me, man these fat hoes is too cheap 

Ain't paying they ties, taking up 2 seats 

And look at god's house, pack full of sinners 

With the sun ride service, now they back for the dinners 

Yeah I know the chicken good but your soul ain't 

And your outfit clean but your nose ain't 

And I supposed ain't nobody a liar in here 

If that was true, the whole chruch would be on fire in here 

I'm so glad we have a choir in here, to wake me up everytime I get tired in here 

And one thing's for sure, gotta praise the lord 

Cause when I went to undefeated, they still have my force 

Fell to the floor like 

Halle-motherfucking-lujah, all my real niggas I salute ya 

All the bad bitches, I'ma run throguh ya 

Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn 

Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, damn, damn, damn, damn 

Heaven's prays, all I'm tryina do is, reach you, praise you 

Heaven's prays, all I'm wanna do is, my lord