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rich homie quan - lord forgive me lyrics

[hook]
pull up in a brand new bentley drop top and i got 4 hoes with me
everybody know the a7 audi that i drive got little bit of gold in it
leave a n-gga dead on the beat got a n-gga feelin’ just like a mortician
i ain’t saying that i’m perfect, i know i sin everyday, all i ask is lord forgive me, lord forgive me
if i can’t make it at the church every sunday just understand
lord forgive me
if i’m pressured to k!ll a n-gga hope you see where i’m comin’ from and listen what i’m sayin’
lord forgive me
i know i’m not married but i’m f-ckin’ these b-tches every city i go
lord forgive me, lord forgive me (amen, amen)

[verse 1]
if i make a couple of mistakes
i ain’t sayin i’m perfect or great, lord
going fishin’ shawty you the bait
ain’t no compet-tion you bae
and i just wanna know if i could dive in the p-ssy, go down on the p-ssy, head dive first
got your legs wide open
destiny’s child make you say my name
versace everything even my sheets too
get the knees black even me too
i might eat that p-ssy like kiku
baby i just wanna meet and greet you
and i’m in love with your beauty like a beast too and she told me she don’t even eat seafood
made her eat this d-ck then told her open her mouth what we call that? yeah we call it see food
lord please forgive me
if i have to send one of these n-ggas to you, lord please forgive me
i’ma hurt they feelings when i get that brand new car and do work n-gga

[verse 2]
listen up, i’ma say a lil’ prayer and it goes like this (lord)
i know i did a lot of f-cked up sh-t i know i ain’t supposed to cuss but i’ma say (lord forgive me)
please please (lord forgive me)
i know i f-cked up listen (lord)
i done f-cked up man (forgive me)
no weapon formed against me shall prosper
that got me through jail when i was locked up
keep your eyes on snakes they’ll bite ya
grind hard, this sh-t don’t come over night bruh
i don’t need a pistol n-gga i’ll fight y’all
in my closet, more shoes than flight club
ride deep on the beat like a bike club
sleep all day, all night uh
i done did a lot of f-cked up sh-t
i just pray god forgive me
i done did sh-t i ain’t thought about
god forgive me promise i’ma be a better person
i seem to only pray when its an emergency (why?)
told ’em ’cause the beat like surgery (why?)
a lot of y’all f-ck n-ggas talkin’
i remember i was walkin’, told ’em what i’m doin’ now

- rich homie quan lyrics

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