Spill Vill-Spillage Village/Desi Banks/Big Rube/Kountry Wayne
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TXT Spill Vill-Spillage Village/Desi Banks/Big Rube/Kountry Wayne 文本歌词
Spill Vill (Explicit) - Spillage Village/Desi Banks/Big Rube/Kountry Wayne
Lyrics by：John Welch/Olu Fann/Desi Banks/Ruben Lemont Bailey/Wayne Colley
Composed by：John Welch/Olu Fann/Desi Banks/Ruben Lemont Bailey/Wayne Colley
Now now now look at this
I'm so glad you came to the church
I'm glad somebody know Jesus is real
Look at my grandbaby
Yeah yeah Jesus is real
But your d**n pastor ain't
That's that's ooh now that's when
I leave 'cause I know what you talkin' 'bout
Look like the devil's on you
Goodbye goodbye goodbye
Yeah bye tell you
You almost made me curse
Yeah your pastor been cursin'
A open curse he got my money
I'ma throw this peppermint at you
Yeah go ahead throw it
Child open up this door
I don't know what's wrong with this boy
Your pastor breath stink
Yeah
What the hell
Goin' on out there boy
Ayy man I'm out here tryna get my money from
That pastor that be lyin'
To the members of the church
Bruh what do he owe you boy
Boy he owe me millions
He owe me plenty money
Boy I say
Boy the boy been playing
Tonk in the hood and everything
Boy the n***a owe me some money too boy
Me and Parlay was up the street doin'
I seen the pastor 'round there with a Bentley Coupe
I said what the hell he doin' with a Bentley
Hold up you ain't 'bout to rob the church
Is you I ain't with that
Church but I'm just sayin'
If he got my money
I gotta take care of that
Yeah go get it but yeah
You go get it and bring mine back
I'm sayin'- but you got that on you though
Hey how y'all doin'
Oh what's up OG what's up
I couldn't help but overhear
Y'all conversation just now
I usually mind my own business
But something moved me
To speak to y'all this morning
I ain't judgin' though
Hell I agree with most of what I heard
They say don't question God
A n***a like me say
I was questionin' you not God
Besides I guarantee
He got more answers than we do
Always askin' everybody
What would Jesus do
But they never ever ask Jesus
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout
A lot of folks believe anything
You tell 'em if it sound good enough
Was crazy as a razor blade necktie
But he was a master manipulator
So people got behind him
I can make a really convincing argument right here
Right now that Jesus was as
Black as Shaka Zulu but to what end
Arguin' 'bout it would only
Divide us to be conquered
It's like never openin'
A package that could've saved your life
'Cause you was too d**n busy arguin'
Over whether UPS or Fedex delivered it
See how that sound
D**n OG I ain't really looked at it like that
Now stop bein' stingy and
Let me get a swig of that liquor 'fore
I run up in this church
