[Intro:] People feelin' that. Oh man. One two one two. I smell somethin' cookin' Yeah yeah yeah. Okay, give us freedom. That's for real for real Turn
[Chorus:] We talk about Nina We talk about Nina We talk about Nina... Nina Ross [Verse 1:] Ha ha ha ha ha Check out this bizarre Story that I got about
[Murs:] At first no one believed that I could achieve Goals I had set, hopes, dreams Had no respect for my own team So much pressure, felt like I couldn
[Speaking: MURS] Say it the same way? Ha [Verse 1:] She was only 5'2" and she loved to argue Girl had a mouth on her Till it went south on her Then
all, it's shred of truth and seed of doubt give birth to crooked law...but every empire crubles, and when your kingdom fails, death will find you sweet
My sweet lord, um, my lord, um my lord I really want to see you Really want to be with you Really want to see you lord But it takes so long my lord.
Here we go, so pay attention to the teacher Here we go, so pay attention to the teacher Here we go, so pay attention to the teacher Here we go, so pay
the Lord Hallelujah, hallelujah He comes, he comes Judge so severe You know the seven trumpets Well, they speak him near Hallelujah (We'll praise the Lord
vintage Chicks'll make a nigga dick hard like a Guinness Damn, it's a scam but I handle my business Tryin' to be the man if the Lord be my witness Do
told me it would happen when I was much older Wish it would've happened then (Is this the end?) Sometimes I be wakin' up at high noon Sayin, "Why me, Lord
She was raised up in Jersey I said oh Lord have mercy Never seen a one light town 'til she moved down here She said I'm so bored out of my mind Need a
Fancy cars and diamond rings I seen all kinds of shiny things I should be feelin' like a king But Lord I don't Great big towns so full of users Make
hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a pussy But a pussy havin' no goddamn sense, try an' push me I try to ignore him, talk to the Lord Pray
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. 'Twas grace that taught
F color, plush gold still gutter My dealer's in the mills motherfuck' and I ain't studder Bitter sweet, my life's a musical From holding those to Bose gold, the Lord
brother was born to play his guitar, yeah The sweet melody sent straight down from Heaven And oh, now you know, now you know who we are Lord, go out
the preacher Let the girl go go home Let her go right home She's underage She's not fit for the Preacher Only adults can go To see the sweet carnal show Lord