God Wanted Us To Be Lit Lyrics - Red Cafe

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

All the hate can't stop this 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

Do your dance girl you know you bad 

It's your birthday girl you know you bad 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

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DopeGod back off in the city 

Still keep a stick in case it get sticky 

Ahhhh 

Girl you gone make me blow a bag 

When I kill that thing I ain't gone wear a mask 

A boss need a boss lady 

If her pussy good you know that girl crazy 

Keep the fame I just want the change 

You see they call me [?] 

My hustle nonstop I got a super bag 

You mad get a cape now be super mad 

They hating but we lit 

We still lit 

Young rich nigga keep a rich bitch 

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All the hate can't stop this 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

Do your dance girl you know you bad 

It's your birthday girl you know you bad 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

Skinny nigga but my dick good 

I look professional but think hood 

She only love me cause my bank full 

Team full of sharks, try me boy the tank full 

I got a bitch that come from Africa 

Another bitch to hit up after her 

Put them both together now they both looking so spectacular 

Look at my homeboy say what you mean 

I'm a bachelor I ain't attached to her 

My Taylor Gang campaign got them looking strange but I ain't never goin' change 

I give a fuck about the fame 

Just cause I'm getting paid 

Got two shows to do the same night 

You know my name right 

All the hate can't stop this 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

Do your dance girl you know you bad 

It's your birthday girl you know you bad 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

Shawty I heard you a badass 

Come and hit this dope and the gas mask 

My loud pack with the neighbors 

Dope team I been with the Taylor's 

Shawty God wanted you to be thick 

[?] she goin' plead the fifth 

I know a freak when I see a freak 

I beat the thing twice for a three piece 

I be trappin' in designer 

Nothing but dimes in my lineup 

Nothing but stuff in my [?] 

And we goin' launch a missile if they act up 

All the hate can't stop this 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit 

Do your dance girl you know you bad 

It's your birthday girl you know you bad 

God wanted us to be lit 

God wanted us to be lit