Trust in the Lord, say, had to get my guap, say (ooh, ooh)
Since I had Myspace, yeah I been the-, ooh (yeah, ooh)
Yeah, I been the Top 8, that boy block bait (yeah, oh, oh, oh)
You got opps ain't you? No, we ain't all angels
Been had had Palm Angels, I got game, Saints Row (been had)
E.T., I go outer space
Just go back home, I'm out of this world
Like outer body experience
Hey, say I'm living too fast and furious
Yeah, ain't no holding back
Nigga talk down, you still hold on to that (why?)
Nigga like me hold a hundred damn racks (me? Racks)
Had to get my guap, yeah, I hold on that (that)
How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks (you don't know)
How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks (you don't know)
On my shoulders, yeah
Damn it feel like I got on shoulder pads (yeah)
Damn it feel like I got on shoulder, ay (yeah)
F*ck that bitch she crying on your shoulder, yeah
'Cause she knowing now that it's over, yeah
Damn I thought, damn I thought I told you, yeah (ay, ay)
Running up the bag watch my achilles
Bitch I got the glide when I walk like the Heely (ay)
Bitch I got good ties in New York, you in Philly (ay, you in Philly)
We ain't have a ride, had to walk, do you feel me? (Do you feel me?)
Yeah, these niggas don't know me like they think they do (they don't know)
I'm getting this guap but that don't mean that I'ma say something to you (shh)
I'm getting this guap but I ain't got much time, yeah, to talk to you
When you getting the guap they just really wanna find time to talk to you
Ay, ay, hey
Say my prayers, hey, running it up today, hey
I'm prepared, hey, for anything, hey
Come my way, hey
Yeah, yeah, say my prayers, wait
Trust in the Lord, say, had to get my guap, say (ooh, ooh)
Since I had Myspace, yeah I been the-, ooh (yeah, ooh)
Yeah, I been the Top 8, that boy block bait (yeah, oh, oh, oh)
You got opps ain't you? No, we ain't all angels
Been had had Palm Angels, I got game, Saints Row
E.T., I go outer space
Just go back home, I'm out of this world
Like outer body experience
Hey, say I'm living too fast and furious
Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Sweet in the eyes
Sweet in the eyes
Sweet in the eyes
And I put you pon ice
Gimme di women that's sweet and nice, you know
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
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Pi'erre Bourne - Amen Lyrics
Pi'erre Bourne - Amen Lyrics
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Trust in the Lord, say, had to get my guap, say (ooh, ooh)
Since I had Myspace, yeah I been the-, ooh (yeah, ooh)
Yeah, I been the Top 8, that boy block bait (yeah, oh, oh, oh)
You got opps ain't you? No, we ain't all angels
Been had had Palm Angels, I got game, Saints Row (been had)
E.T., I go outer space
Just go back home, I'm out of this world
Like outer body experience
Hey, say I'm living too fast and furious
Yeah, ain't no holding back
Nigga talk down, you still hold on to that (why?)
Nigga like me hold a hundred damn racks (me? Racks)
Had to get my guap, yeah, I hold on that (that)
How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks (you don't know)
How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks (you don't know)
On my shoulders, yeah
Damn it feel like I got on shoulder pads (yeah)
Damn it feel like I got on shoulder, ay (yeah)
F*ck that bitch she crying on your shoulder, yeah
'Cause she knowing now that it's over, yeah
Damn I thought, damn I thought I told you, yeah (ay, ay)
Running up the bag watch my achilles
Bitch I got the glide when I walk like the Heely (ay)
Bitch I got good ties in New York, you in Philly (ay, you in Philly)
We ain't have a ride, had to walk, do you feel me? (Do you feel me?)
Yeah, these niggas don't know me like they think they do (they don't know)
I'm getting this guap but that don't mean that I'ma say something to you (shh)
I'm getting this guap but I ain't got much time, yeah, to talk to you
When you getting the guap they just really wanna find time to talk to you
Ay, ay, hey
Say my prayers, hey, running it up today, hey
I'm prepared, hey, for anything, hey
Come my way, hey
Yeah, yeah, say my prayers, wait
Trust in the Lord, say, had to get my guap, say (ooh, ooh)
Since I had Myspace, yeah I been the-, ooh (yeah, ooh)
Yeah, I been the Top 8, that boy block bait (yeah, oh, oh, oh)
You got opps ain't you? No, we ain't all angels
Been had had Palm Angels, I got game, Saints Row
E.T., I go outer space
Just go back home, I'm out of this world
Like outer body experience
Hey, say I'm living too fast and furious
Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Sweet in the eyes
Sweet in the eyes
Sweet in the eyes
And I put you pon ice
Gimme di women that's sweet and nice, you know
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
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Since I had Myspace, yeah I been the-, ooh (yeah, ooh)
Yeah, I been the Top 8, that boy block bait (yeah, oh, oh, oh)
You got opps ain't you? No, we ain't all angels
Been had had Palm Angels, I got game, Saints Row (been had)
E.T., I go outer space
Just go back home, I'm out of this world
Like outer body experience
Hey, say I'm living too fast and furious
Yeah, ain't no holding back
Nigga talk down, you still hold on to that (why?)
Nigga like me hold a hundred damn racks (me? Racks)
Had to get my guap, yeah, I hold on that (that)
How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks (you don't know)
How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks (you don't know)
On my shoulders, yeah
Damn it feel like I got on shoulder pads (yeah)
Damn it feel like I got on shoulder, ay (yeah)
F*ck that bitch she crying on your shoulder, yeah
'Cause she knowing now that it's over, yeah
Damn I thought, damn I thought I told you, yeah (ay, ay)
Running up the bag watch my achilles
Bitch I got the glide when I walk like the Heely (ay)
Bitch I got good ties in New York, you in Philly (ay, you in Philly)
We ain't have a ride, had to walk, do you feel me? (Do you feel me?)
Yeah, these niggas don't know me like they think they do (they don't know)
I'm getting this guap but that don't mean that I'ma say something to you (shh)
I'm getting this guap but I ain't got much time, yeah, to talk to you
When you getting the guap they just really wanna find time to talk to you
Ay, ay, hey
Say my prayers, hey, running it up today, hey
I'm prepared, hey, for anything, hey
Come my way, hey
Yeah, yeah, say my prayers, wait
Trust in the Lord, say, had to get my guap, say (ooh, ooh)
Since I had Myspace, yeah I been the-, ooh (yeah, ooh)
Yeah, I been the Top 8, that boy block bait (yeah, oh, oh, oh)
You got opps ain't you? No, we ain't all angels
Been had had Palm Angels, I got game, Saints Row
E.T., I go outer space
Just go back home, I'm out of this world
Like outer body experience
Hey, say I'm living too fast and furious
Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Sweet in the eyes
Sweet in the eyes
Sweet in the eyes
And I put you pon ice
Gimme di women that's sweet and nice, you know
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
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Writer: Jordan Timothy Jenks
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.