Praise the Lord (Da Shine)

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Flexin' on these niggas, every bone and muscle

Steady taking shots, but I'm never hurting nothing

Even then you don't worry none

And I'd like to give a shoutout to my niggas with the game plan

And shoutouts to my niggas with escape plans

Twenty bands, rain dance

We can either rain check or we can make plans

Pockets loaded, rocket loaded, okay lets rock and roll this

Time to go, lock stock and two smoking barrels

Locked and loaded, diamonds glowing, chart-climbing on 'em

You think I'm jumping out the window how I got 'em open

Line around the corner line 'em up to block and over

Times I even stop the smoking when it's time to focus

My shades Dior, my pants velour

Create, explore, expand, conquer

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

(Yeah)

I sold the pack, the loose, the hard (yeah)

I listened to X, I peeped, the bars (yeah)

The snakes, the rats, the cats, the dogs

The games, a trap, protect, your heart (yeah)

I waited in line, return, refine

The new design, it's time to shine (wo)

To shine (wo), to shine (wo), to shine (wo), to shine

I hustle, I flex, the world is mine

So please believe, allow the greaze

These niggas disease, don't speak we squeeze (squeeze)

I make the devil go weak the knees

You hate, you're lame, your loss

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

She came, I came, now what's my name?

My chain, my pants, my pants with the chain

They know it's me, the hat and the shades

They heard my voice and they ran to the stage

My vans, my braids, my mans, my babe

My girls, my ex, my hoes that I left

The way that I stepped

Out the car, that's a flex

Give thanks, get fresh

Praise the lord then finesse, bless

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours