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Tchami - Praise Lyrics



Tchami - Praise Lyrics
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[ Featuring Gunna ]

Ooh, fly attire, NASCAR driving
Driving outer space, yeah (yeah)
Your supplier, I stay higher
I'm on drugs everyday (uh)
I'm messiah, I desire
To take over the states (ah)
I'm a fighter, we don't get tired
Reason I got it made (yeah)

Paid a helluva price to live this life
In the sun we don't see shade (uh)
She caught my eye, might make her my wife
I know she wanna be saved (she wanna be saved)
Spend a little time, you have a goodnight
On a island watchin' waves (watchin' waves)
Diamond without appraise (uh)
Finally someone to praise (someone to)

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Praise
Praise
Praise
Finally someone to praise (someone to)

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Ooh, fly attire, NASCAR driving
Driving outer space, yeah (yeah)
Your supplier, I stay higher
I'm on drugs everyday (uh)
I'm messiah, I desire
To take over the states (ah)
I'm a fighter, we don't get tired
Reason I got it made (yeah)

Paid a helluva price to live this life
In the sun we don't see shade (uh)
She caught my eye, might make her my wife
I know she wanna be saved (she wanna be saved)
Spend a little time, you have a goodnight
On a island watchin' waves (watchin' waves)
Diamond without appraise (uh)
Finally someone to praise (someone to)

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

(Finally someone to praise)
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Ooh, fly attire, NASCAR driving
Driving outer space, yeah (yeah)
Your supplier, I stay higher
I'm on drugs everyday (uh)
I'm messiah, I desire
To take over the states (ah)
I'm a fighter, we don't get tired
Reason I got it made (yeah)

Paid a helluva price to live this life
In the sun we don't see shade (uh)
She caught my eye, might make her my wife
I know she wanna be saved (she wanna be saved)
Spend a little time, you have a goodnight
On a island watchin' waves (watchin' waves)
Diamond without appraise (uh)
Finally someone to praise (someone to)

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Praise
Praise
Praise
Finally someone to praise (someone to)

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Ooh, fly attire, NASCAR driving
Driving outer space, yeah (yeah)
Your supplier, I stay higher
I'm on drugs everyday (uh)
I'm messiah, I desire
To take over the states (ah)
I'm a fighter, we don't get tired
Reason I got it made (yeah)

Paid a helluva price to live this life
In the sun we don't see shade (uh)
She caught my eye, might make her my wife
I know she wanna be saved (she wanna be saved)
Spend a little time, you have a goodnight
On a island watchin' waves (watchin' waves)
Diamond without appraise (uh)
Finally someone to praise (someone to)

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

Finally someone to
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise

(Finally someone to praise)
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Writer: Martin Bresso, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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Performed By: Tchami
Featuring: Gunna
Length: 3:30
Written by: Martin Bresso, Sergio Kitchens

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