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PROPHET Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay.lense
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: jay powell




Jay.lense - PROPHET Lyrics




Bring Bring Bring
Bringing Up
Bring Bring
How Many Bring
Bringing Up
Bring Bring

Bring Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
How many bring
How many bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring
How many bring
How many niggas you bringing up

Souls
How many sold
Stripped of they quarts and they gold
Don't even know where to go there now
Loads
I done blown loads
Still I'm not lacking or low
I'm just keeping my head low right now
Feel
How do you feel
The shit that you trip on not real
You overthinking and its killing you
In the field
The f*ck is so fun bout the field
These niggas they need doctor Phil
They spirit stuck up in a sinful mood

Sinful Mood

Sinful Mood Bring Bring Bring
Bringing Up
Bring Bring
How Many Bring
Bringing Up
Bring Bring

Bring Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
How many bring
How many bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up

How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring
How many bring
How many bring
How many niggas you bringing up

Bring Bring
Bringing up

Bring Bring
Bringing up
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English

Bring Bring Bring
Bringing Up
Bring Bring
How Many Bring
Bringing Up
Bring Bring

Bring Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
How many bring
How many bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring
How many bring
How many niggas you bringing up

Souls
How many sold
Stripped of they quarts and they gold
Don't even know where to go there now
Loads
I done blown loads
Still I'm not lacking or low
I'm just keeping my head low right now
Feel
How do you feel
The shit that you trip on not real
You overthinking and its killing you
In the field
The f*ck is so fun bout the field
These niggas they need doctor Phil
They spirit stuck up in a sinful mood

Sinful Mood

Sinful Mood Bring Bring Bring
Bringing Up
Bring Bring
How Many Bring
Bringing Up
Bring Bring

Bring Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
How many bring
How many bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring
How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up

How many niggas you bring
How many niggas you bringing up
Bring
How many bring
How many bring
How many niggas you bringing up

Bring Bring
Bringing up

Bring Bring
Bringing up
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Writer: jay powell
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