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Gorilla Zoe

Fat Jesus

 

Fat Jesus


Wonderful grace of Jesus
Greater than all my sins
How shall my tongue describe it
Where shall his praise begin
Taking away my burden
Setting the spirit free
For the wonderful grace of Jesus
Reaches me

Hood nigga reminice
Doin numbers in the kitch
Jumpin in on the fish
And then I'll propably drip
And have them bitches flip
I ain't even trippin
I got niggas hoola hoopin
Trynna cop it pop it, look like they know what they doin
She know that you just a rapper though
I take your hoe where she wanna go
Then I might feed her some pappadeaux
Jump in that pussy geronimo
Mr Hustle with the criminals
Gang gang I'm original
I'm a different individual
I be geeking off them chemicals

Back from the dead
Fat Jesus
Watch me make the bread
Fat Jesus
Sauce walkin on the water
Watch me catch the wave
Back to feed the trap
Like I'm freein slaves
Fat Jesus
Fat Jesus
Fat Jesus
Fat Jesus
Turn water into wine
Turn a dike into a dime
My style is so devine
I'm fat Jesus

All I did was trap and rob
Fuck it I ain't have a job
Doddge and duck
Dodgin bars
Trafficking, runnin cars
Fuckin bitches I was popular
Lady let me get on top of her
Buss a budget but I never cuff it
But I did beat it like an officer
Up all night like Dracula on them meds
Magic city on Monday with them racks
Dancer done caught a cramp in her legs
Cover the flo'
Type of money that be attracting the feds

Back from the dead
Fat Jesus
Watch me make the bread
Fat Jesus
Sauce walkin on the water
Watch me catch the wave
Back to feed the trap
Like I'm freein slaves
Fat Jesus
Fat Jesus
Fat Jesus
Fat Jesus
Turn water into wine
Turn a dike into a dime
My style is so devine
I'm fat Jesus

My boys in the hood everyday
My niggas NWA
The chronic in 2001
They should be callin me Dre
Takin shots you a duck
Shootin back better duck
Everybody know you bitch
You think she the shit but everybody fuck
Cuffin your bitch on the dog collar
I hit the hoe like I'm polamalu
I hit that hoe and didn't even call her
Treated the dick like a baby bottle
You ate the pussy like a scuba diver
I hit it and called her an Uber driver
Drinkin my lean like it's apple cider
Poppin them pills like she's suicidal

Back from the dead
Fat Jesus
Watch me make the bread
Fat Jesus
Sauce walkin on the water
Watch me catch the wave
Back to feed the trap
Like I'm freein slaves
Fat Jesus
Fat Jesus
Fat Jesus
Fat Jesus
Turn water into wine
Turn a dike into a dime
My style is so devine
I'm fat Jesus

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