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Marley marcus - Hustlers´Prayer lyrics

Artist: Marley marcus

album: Hustlers´Prayer


Oh Lord i pray i ball on these bitches
Got a rich got a black boy
I say a prayer then i leave the trap house, what
I say a prayer then i leave my mama house, yee
I say a prayer then i leave my bitch crib, yee
I say a prayer then i go get mine, ay
I say a prayer then i left the trap house, what
I say a prayer then i left my mama house, yee
I say a prayer then i left my bitch crib, yee
I say a prayer then i go get mine
Yee
Its been a minute since i been to the trap house
Its been a minute since i fucked that bitch really nice
Its been a minute since i got that welfare stash
Its been a minute since i worked a nine to five man
My grandma dead i don't even wanna talk about it
Am from the dirt but i still fond a way to get it
You first class but you still hit the bank to lend it
You go to school hommie out here getting paid
I thank God im chose im that nigga nigga
You stuck in the mud like that bitch yucky yucky
I dont know what to cop when i hit the store
Theres a time they look at me yo ops he here
A nigga robbed robbed robbed till he got fresh
My nigga rapped rapped rap till he got bands
The girl danced danced dance till she got stage
My boy ball balled ball now he got money
Now i jump out the door of the coupe man
Now i jump out the door with a stick man
Now i jump out the whip with the drip man
Now i jump out the stu to the charts man
I say a prayer then i left the trap house, what
I say a prayer then i left my mama house, yee
I say a prayer then i left my bitch crib, yee
I say a prayer then i go get mine
I say a prayer then i leave the trap house, what
I say a prayer then i leave my mama house, yee
I say a prayer then i leave my bitch crib, yee
I say a prayer then i go get mine, ay
Told my boy lets fly out we get pound
We dont pick and choose we take currencies
We convert it when we get home we get more
We convert it when we get home we get more
This bread got me crazy
This weed got me hazy
These girls gimme boners
Sipping fresh waters
Rubbing shoulders and shoulders with ballers
She my all time you know thats my old girl
She got old money
Im making all money
Trying to get this new money
And money money funny, you aint got it no honey
Thats the rules to the game till you stack up your change
Im up in my lane trying to get the fresh sunday bread
Yo hommie, you better go sunday school
Making moves like God said let it be
Making moves like God said let it be
I say a prayer then i leave the trap house, what
I say a prayer then i leave my mama house, yee
I say a prayer then i leave my bitch crib, yee
I say a prayer then i go get mine, ay
I say a prayer then i leave the trap house, what
I say a prayer then i leave my mama house, yee
I say a prayer then i leave my bitch crib, yee
I say a prayer then i go get mine
Amen

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