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j'suis dans mon élément
Je suis ce que tu ressens quand tu bois de l'eau après avoir brosser tes dents (Skrrrr Paaa !!)
Church Sunday Flow Church Sunday

of my pocket!)

This time around, we takin' Atheists to church
Servin' serpents with sermons with curse words
You can do all things through Jesus

only one place I want to be (Tonight we go to church, Preach)
Keep it moving or just go and take a seat (We takin' them to church, Preach)
Was only right

Fall in my head what you find is a dealer[00:15.38]The sig is a fully I step triple times like adidas[00:17.79]The trap is a church the trap is

Cultural Infidel

Jimmy Buffett

Banana Wind

1996

Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer, J. Mayer
I'm a cultural infidel, painting in the dark
I'm a cultural infidel,

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

its gonna be hard for you to swallow this,
Supplement J smoke, the strain is from anonymous,
My come up is no longer my hypothesis,
Cause Im as bout

pied
On tient tête à la misère comme les Éthiopiens
Six bars pour faire le pire coup du siècle
Pis j'm'en va jusqu'en novembre, j'suis le Limoilou Wyclef

I'm in that chrome bumper
hit the streets in the Jeep, issa J ride
see the beach, tire screech, by the Bayside
she asked me how when u get pressed I

[S.J.:] Ohh if, only you knew
[Twista:] If only you knew
[S.J.:] How much I do
[Twista:] How much I really do
[S.J.:] Do love you
[Twista:] Love you, cause

Im on the block today
I was gone cop some j's
But i bought a bundle
I feel like goapele
I'm closer to my dreams
And i want a hundred
Boy do not run

since I've been doin' dirt (amen)
If I press a button on you, niggas goin' to church (hrr)
Load them thirties in them glizzies, niggas goin' to work

reunions, I want to proudly pronounce my bloodline traces back to John J. Thomas, who was born on November 5, 1876, and Lula F. Edwards Thomas, who was born

(Chorus)
Scared go to church
Straight out da purge
Putting in work
She my dessert 
Certified nurse
Just Bought ha a purse
Her ass on berserk
She

nigga alive
Can't nobody see my pad like it's my period and I'm shy
And when shit go awry around the way
You take two L's, I'm cooling on a J
And I truly

platform
You better, you better go
Crucify that flesh daily, can't be drinkin' milk at eighty
Let demons die, it was Jesus, not the church who raised me

a prayer for me 
That church house you know I stray from it I run away from it 
Cause Pastor pick on me his whole serum 
I know I ain’t been praying like I

J.O.W.I.M.I.B.A.
Nigga replay, them seconds.
Addressing me by my name is the only way you'll get in my section.
I've been sitting in shitty

ON A J LYRICS WRITTEN BY WONAH SAVIOUR OGAR 

Am on A J  
Steady 0N A J
Na Party we da No be crusade
THERE CALL ME SAVIOUR
They steady link up

her back then turn
Just her turn
I drop ten bands in Burch
I say oh my God
But she never been to church
She built like a goddess
Distracted by her

leave the world
That these words cemented my name
J U S T Y F I
Til I die
Thirty Nine Eleven
Santa for my presents
Cookies out by 7
Church to hear

J E S U S
Equip 22's got us feelin' kinda blessed
J E S U S
Yeah the Holy Spirit is in our midst
Growing up I was always the Christian kid
I never

in the age of the social
On our knees, take a test
To be lovin' and grateful

Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel

Hey, Honey Claws, Honey Claws, Honey Claws
J, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j
Ooh, ayy-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay, woah

Paid a fee, door let me in free