The Game
The Game - Hallelujah lyrics
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[Hook] [Hook] Halle motherfucking lujah, all my real niggas I salute ya All the bad bitches, I'ma run throguh ya Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, down, down, down Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, down, down, down Heaven's prays, all I'm tryina do, reach you, praise you Heaven's prays, all I'm tryina do, reach you, praise you Nigga I ain't pastor mason yo, nigga patting rhyme, pete sirock acing y'all And since I got good taste and all, this for all the bad bitches couldn't wait to get they braces off I know we in church, and the way that I'm thinking, wrong But inside the bible is the perfect way to sleep my phone But I don't wanna do that, I came to take the service in And stare at all the women who brought they Louie purses in Bad bitches in here, forgive me for my sins I ain't meant to walk inside the church cursing again I wanna live righteous and you know I love Jesus But you can't catch the holy ghost in the prius [Hook] Halle motherfucking lujah, all my real niggas I salute ya All the bad bitches, I'ma run throguh ya Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, down, down, down Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, down, down, down Heaven's prays They look around the church like what that nigga looking here He prolly told of somebody, posed to be doing years But who am I to judge a nigga, hey I don't wanna go to church, I can't budge the nigga But I love the nigga, so I'ma go for both us, and put these g stars slacks with these louie loafers He rather sit outside and listen to hova But the service jumping, the past is serving my moses And all this ass in here, how do I focus Collection play... and they ain't passing you the coldest My envelope stay swollen, so I'ma count my blessings now, somebody hold this [Hook] Halle motherfucking lujah, all my real niggas I salute ya All the bad bitches, I'ma run throguh ya Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, down, down, down Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, down, down, down Heaven's prays Staring in the row behind me, man these fat hoes is too cheap I ain't paying they ties, taking up 2 seats And look at god's house, pack full of sinner With the sun ride service, now they back for the dinners Yeah I know the chicken good but your soul ain't And your outfit clean but your nose ain't And I supposed ain't nobody a liar in here If that was true, the whole chruch would be on fire in here I'm so glad we have a choir in here, to wake me up everytime I get tired in here And one thing's for sure, gotta praise the lord Cause when I went to undefeated, they still have my force Fell to the floor like [Hook] Halle motherfucking lujah, all my real niggas I salute ya All the bad bitches, I'ma run throguh ya Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, down, down, down Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah, down, down, down Heaven's prays, all I'm tryina do, reach you, praise you Heaven's prays, all I'm tryina do, reach you, praise you