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juntino - prayboy lyrics

[intro]
mclovin’, i heard you went back to hawaii to donate another organ
you’re a good man mclovin’
glad to have finally met you again at this jazz club
put up your wine gl-ss mclovin’
the blood of christ
pray

[verse 1]
been up all night workin’ hard more than 9 to 5
overtime on the grind you’d be traumatized
writin’ songs trynna find all the truth and lies
it’s a sign, b-tch you’re mine, til you’re euthanized
you drown me out and now i’m soaking cause i feel the wave
i think i love you all we did was smoke and f-ck today
you clownin’ out when you always order fish filet
always thirsty coach come and bring the gatorade
got some j’s on my feet now that’s j-lo
need a lighter, grab the heat, for the j smoke
i think i love you but i’m really trynna getaway
like a driver with some cash off a robbery
down and under dipping low with the sedatives
hear the thunder race the bolt, i’m ahead of it
got the force, within me, like it’s may 4
bring me closer, drop the beat, now we chainsmoke

[chorus]
my momma called and she heard i was a playboy
you need god so you better start to pray boy
my momma called and she heard i was playboy
two hands up so i’ll soon become a prayboy

[verse 2]
ain’t really got money, i ain’t like that
but i thought i was your honey, you ain’t write back
you a devil wearing prada, hit you up you never botha’, yeah i started at the bottom, but i climbed that
that’s the flow that you missed, but it’s back though
it’s the symbol of your fall, like a black crow
switch up the tempo, you get dropped with your wack flow
drinking milk and getting bigger, but you’re lacto
pack fo’, four blunts in the back row
it’s just a motherf-cking game, why you mad though
crack row, all your friends h-t the bando
didn’t ever make it back, cause they ran slow
i run shows, i burn bowls, and i make goals
pull up, in a whip, fly like i’m django
rambo, got caught in a wrangle
grabbed like 15 pounds of yay’, start the lambo

[chorus x2]
my momma called and she heard i was a playboy
you need god so you better start to pray boy
my momma called and she heard i was playboy
two hands up so i’ll soon become a prayboy

- juntino lyrics

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