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juicy j - go to church lyrics

[chorus: suga+t & m.c. mack]
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)

[verse 1: m.c. mack]
as i cone on these b+tches with a yawk, don’t play me weak or soft
’cause mack is makin’ busters pay the cost
the n+gga known for “let’s make a stain” on a funky b+tch, no as, or if’s
so y’all my n+ggas keep them thangs, for a watermelon, poppin’ game
i’m risin’ to the occasion everytime i pimp or you [?]
mackin’ to these slippin’, silly b+tches, makin’ ’em drop off their bridges
don’t you be a tribble and triflin’ n+gga when it comes to these hoes
’cause lord knows that mack’ll put her on a house and hit the door
see, b+tches be thinkin’ i’m fallin’ in love
but a n+gga like mack just inflictin’ their game
’cause once i get my f+ckin’ nuts, see, all my raod dogs runnin’ train
i never like the type that trait all up in a n+ggas face
but some of you n+ggas is b+tches too, you know just who i’m referring to
but i just chillin’, hop off in that jetter+thang with gold mclean’s
while ridin’ through raleigh, these n+ggas be lookin’ and b+tches be choosin’, but mack ain’t foolin’
m.c. mack is a pimpin’ mack, but otherwise i break and cone, and slap a b+tch when i gettin’ paid, you hoes ain’t sh+t, so f+ck bein’ saved
[chorus: suga+t & m.c. mack]
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)

[verse 2: the joker]
b+tches wanna talk they sh+t, but many times i told you hoes
’cause i’m like with the mack with a cadillac, never rollin’ trues and vogues
once again, i got to show and prove that i’m ’bout my animosity
on the vague i let a hoop bring their sh+t to me
when we get up in the club, i bet i show no punk ass love
get you to the back to the house, bust your mouth, then make you shove up blood, ’cause i’m like a hostile+ass n+gga, oh, for goodness, sake
better watch your back, ’cause you’ll get smacked with a jack or pistol play
b+tches wanna test some players, [?] get they feelings hurt
say they wreckin’ and cakin’, eventhough they fakin’ under their mini skirt
flaugin’ like they gotta special [?] when they ledged off
but my point of view of all you hoes, i say “f+ck y’all”
n+i, double g, a, yes, oh, yes, i’m one of the best and i’m full
never underestimate my gangsterism, carry my two
everywhere i go, ’cause there’s a sucker born everyday
kney street, sanders street, flatbush f+ckin’ these ducks, makin’ ’em pay what they weight
mane, the joker been was playin’ these b+tches under the collar, see
almost every b+tch that i run with, they thought they runnin’ me
let ’em think, then wink, but wait a minute, let’s re+quote the facts
every ho that thought that she be leavin’ out the house go to [?] and back, b+tch
[chorus: suga+t & m.c. mack]
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)
i wanna be saved (go to church, ho)

[outro: kingpin skinny pimp]
ah, yeah, this skinny up in this b+tch, y’all know what time it is
i gotta say what’s up, to all these funky ass b+tches
y’all be lookin’ out for that motherf+ckin’ “skinny tales” finna come out
talkin’ ’bout all these b+tches, especially that b+tch that charge for twenty thousand dollars in one month, yeah, that stanky ass b+tch
i’m talkin’ ’bout all these funky ass hoes
not these hoes, these d+ck ass b+tch, eatin’ d+ck, i f+ck with
and, uhm, done charged all these b+tches
every b+tch i f+cked with, i charged ’em at somethin’ fat
and, yeah, and that d+ckhead ass b+tch, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout
i’ma tell y’all all about our whole relationship on that motherf+cker
my new tape be out, gon’ be called “hear my dear, b+tch”
and for all these wannabe saved b+tches out, check this sh+t out

- juicy j lyrics

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