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Darius Kenvollis - CHURCH BOY Lyrics



Darius Kenvollis - CHURCH BOY Lyrics




(All, I need)
Your all I need
(You are all, I need)
Need
(All, I need)
(You are all, I)

(uh)
You drop one track
Now you think you the swift
He's a chair, babe
I advise you to sit

Because I've been the king of rap
I know it's hard to admit
But bro, I'm the OG
You the counterfeit like

Like, throw in my cash
And I ain't let it go now
Throw in my money
Like it ain't tomorrow now

Yeah, I'm having fun with my life
Yeah, I'm finna get a new wife
Cuz thats my money

Flying in the air
Thats my money
Flying everywhere
That's my money

Flying in the air, air
So, I want you to
Drop it Drop it
Drop it like it's hot

Drop it Drop it
Drop it if you not
Drop it Drop it
Drop it like it's hot
Yea, yea drop it like it's hot now

You will never hear my name
And some drugs

And some guns together
I'm so clean
I'm so clean
Than your ex, fella

Yeah
You will never hear my name
And some bad drama
Lookin' for the baby mama's cause

I'm steppin' in
Steppin' out
Yeah
I could whisper

And I could shout
Like
Baby be mine
Baby be mine

I said
Baby be mine
Baby be mine
Because

It's a church boy
It's a church child
It's a cook out
Right in the south

We goin' pop
Pop, pop
And the lights out
It's gonna be

On mute
Like it's a black out
And I finna
Get my throws

And my kicks out
Yeah
I'm finna
Run this race

Like a church boy
Run into this
Holy waste
I'm like

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(All, I need)
Your all I need
(You are all, I need)
Need
(All, I need)
(You are all, I)

(uh)
You drop one track
Now you think you the swift
He's a chair, babe
I advise you to sit

Because I've been the king of rap
I know it's hard to admit
But bro, I'm the OG
You the counterfeit like

Like, throw in my cash
And I ain't let it go now
Throw in my money
Like it ain't tomorrow now

Yeah, I'm having fun with my life
Yeah, I'm finna get a new wife
Cuz thats my money

Flying in the air
Thats my money
Flying everywhere
That's my money

Flying in the air, air
So, I want you to
Drop it Drop it
Drop it like it's hot

Drop it Drop it
Drop it if you not
Drop it Drop it
Drop it like it's hot
Yea, yea drop it like it's hot now

You will never hear my name
And some drugs

And some guns together
I'm so clean
I'm so clean
Than your ex, fella

Yeah
You will never hear my name
And some bad drama
Lookin' for the baby mama's cause

I'm steppin' in
Steppin' out
Yeah
I could whisper

And I could shout
Like
Baby be mine
Baby be mine

I said
Baby be mine
Baby be mine
Because

It's a church boy
It's a church child
It's a cook out
Right in the south

We goin' pop
Pop, pop
And the lights out
It's gonna be

On mute
Like it's a black out
And I finna
Get my throws

And my kicks out
Yeah
I'm finna
Run this race

Like a church boy
Run into this
Holy waste
I'm like

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Writer: Darius Kenvollis
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Performed By: Darius Kenvollis
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Darius Kenvollis

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