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locs (us) - pray on it lyrics

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hunnid racks and we got us a dance
swivel headed cause we at it again
struggle different got it out of the sand if
i’m coming different then she got a new man

lines crazy cause i’m high in demand
eyes lazy cause i’m high in demand
in the kitchen where i lay out the plan
if they f+cking with it then i’m out of the jam

haters on me cause they seek out the best
getting late i’m bout to seek out the rest
ain’t no telling what i pull out the vest
its hunting season for the rats and the pest
karma coming bout to lay her to rest
do it fast and prolly clean up the mess
told me shut up with some doubt on your chest
when you know i’m crazy how you sign up for death

one day ima have a lot of money and designer ain’t gone be a problem for me
take a flight to paris with some prada on me
all my n+ggas saying that they proud of homie

got some homies that gone need a hand
i got some homies that gone need a band
i got some homies that ain’t really homies
cause they trynna cut a homie when they can

so i keep pushing on em had to lay em down
and put the cushion on em
oh you thought it was over who bought a house at 23
and kept it f+cking pushing on em i done shook up on em

ain’t enough to k!ll me gotta bury me
better go deeper than 6 to be sure
giving out game to n+ggas like a charity
gotta be bigger than me to do more

ima just pray on it
hold on just wait on it
ima just pray on it
hold on just wait on it
ima just pray on it
hold on just wait on it
ima just pray on it
hold on just wait on it
spread the money like a virus
and wave it in front until a n+gga tired
im sick of the people trynna get me wait
sick of you people trynna get me fired up

taking a shot or two of captain morgan
in order to see the message in the bottle
got to the bottom it stated you got em
now its time to hit the motherf+cking throttle

yeah there’s some bending but its never folding
you holding for homie but you never told him
how you was patrolling on his shorty rollin
and bussing her face down like a rollie (that’s fake)

earn my stripes by going foreman on em
it’s so hot in this b+tch that they pouring on em
and the ladies dripping n+ggas tripping on him
wonder how he got so many foreigns on him

i am a k..i..n…g
k…i…n…g
running the g…a…m…e
g…a…m….e

ima just pray on it
hold on just wait on it
ima just pray on it
hold on just wait on it
ima just pray on it
hold on just wait on it
ima just pray on it
hold on just wait on it

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