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Featuring Jamie Foxx Alright Peter my nigga, George Jefferson Niggas is movin on up And I know Weezy personally Chuck, wuttup? Halle motherfuckin lujah All my real niggas, I salute ya All the bad bitches I'mma run through ya Up in my Holy Ghost, hallelujah (damn damn damn damn) Up in my Holy Ghost, hallelujah (damn damn damn damn) Nigga I ain't past the mason yo Nigga packin round, P Siroc, Ace in yall And since I got good taste and all This is for all the bad bitches couldn't wait to get their braces off I know we in church and no way that I'm thankin Rome But inside the Bible is the perfect way to sneak my foe But I don't wanna do that, I came to take the service in And stare at all the women who brought their Louie purses in Bad bitches and her, forget me for my sins I ain't mean to walk inside a church cursin again I wanna live righteous and you know I love Jesus SongtexteBut you can't catch the Holy Ghost in the Prius Halle motherfuckin lujah All my real niggas, I salute ya All the bad bitches I'mma run through ya Up in my Holy Ghost, hallelujah (damn damn damn damn) Up in my Holy Ghost, hallelujah (damn damn damn damn) Lookin at a church like what that nigga doin here He probly told on somebody, pposed to be doin years But who am I to judge a nigga? Aye I don't wanna go to church, I can't budge the nigga But I love the nigga so I'mma go for both us In Brooklyn G star slacks with Louie loafers He rather sit outside and listen to Holver But the service jumpin the past and servin mymosis With all this ass in here, how do I focus? Collecting pretty bulging damn, pastor you the coldest My envelope stay swollen So I'mma count my blessings now, somebody hold this Halle motherfuckin lujah All my real niggas, I salute ya All the bad bitches I'mma run through ya Up in my Holy Ghost, hallelujah (damn damn damn damn) Up in my Holy Ghost, hallelujah (damn damn damn damn) Starin in the Roll behind me, man these fat hoes is too cheap Ain't payin they ties, takin up 2 seats And look at God's house, packed full of sinners With the song last service, now they back for the business Yea I know the chicken good but your soul ain't And your outfit but your nose ain't And I suppose ain't nobody a liar in here If that was true the whole church would be on fire in here I'm so glad we got a choir in here To wake me up every time I get tired in here And 1 thing's for sure, gotta praise the Lord Cuz when I went to undefeated they still had my force field to the floor like Halle motherfuckin lujah All my real niggas, I salute ya All the bad bitches I'mma run through ya Up in my Holy Ghost, hallelujah (damn damn damn damn) Up in my Holy Ghost, hallelujah (damn damn damn damn) Aus Songtexte Mania