Lyrics:
Stop by the Church for a little while
God is in the building and He's right on time
He's healing the sick and He's making men whole
Stop by
Gold rush records
Mason amazing mason amazing aye
What's better than love
A whole bunch of bricks in this bitch so tell me
What is better than
We're all our brother's keeper
Life can be deep but i guarantee it can get deeper
Like getting stopped by the babbies and getting stripped out your
Front Row (Wedding Version)
Written by
Eric W. Smith/ Donna I. Douglas/ Babbie Mason
You took my heart
To an all new place
From the day that you
Front Row (Graduation Version)
Written by
Eric W. Smith, Donna I. Douglas and Babbie Mason
You took my heart
To an all new place
From the day
I'm tryin' to go to church
Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
See my hoes, TWERK!
See bad girls be at the strip club
Good girls,
Hollywood In the Church
By Jody Johnson
City to City town to town
Church on every corner
cnd souls still bound
Look around it needs to stop
Christ
or a church
The world a circle, Jerusalem
Path to glory, here we come
Yeah the tallest things I've ever seen
We're built by the brims of my community
Take it
Ring up the church bell
Ring up the church bell
Ring up the church bell
Ring it
Ring up the church bells
I'm about to give you hell
Ring up
mason-dixon
In church she learned how to be patient and keep wishin'
The promise of eternal life after death for those that god bless
She swears the next baby
go stop until you cum, cum, Cum, she like the way I make it rock Like Marilyn Mason
I'm awesome, Awesome, Thrilla go Face first in that water, Bitch
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
then they bounce
You niggas smoking on a quad my nigga smoking by the ounce
Uh Ay renegade
M's on my belt I'm the heavyweight
Sippin belaire all January
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
a mason
The paper chasing is over, this kids amazing
I'm sorry this kid's a mason
We tattle tell with Mason
We got a church but we treat it like it's
A southern curiosity
Hey, yeah
Oh oh, yeah
(He got roots)
I've got friends (he got friends)
Brought up by the sons and daughters
From the church
To grow old in my arms
Oh, girl
Take all, can't stop
My love
Can't stop, you can't stop
Can't, can't stop, you can't stop my love
Can't stop
Church
Have you ever found yourself trapped
Stuck in the dark all by yourself
And nobody got your back
Can't go right
Can't go left
Yeah it's all sad
Written By: Mason Horne
Well I looked out the window it was drizzling rain
And I thought to myself I wish it would change
What I should have done
and beaten into submission
By family, church, school and state.
From then on we're easy game for the powermongers.
Like pathetic circus dogs we hunt out
was a Farmer, Blacksmith, Carpenter, Clock Maker/Repairer, and a great church worker at the Russell Union Church. He built his own house and was very
The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go
Aint no stopping til we all fine
Dont stop Dont stop Beat the odds my nigga
Dont stop Dont stop Dont stop Dont stop
Dont stop Dont stop
Fuck the law my
Go Brush Them
If You Mad
Then Stay Mad Bitch
Got Your Ass Beat By Mason's Crew
Bitch Don't Even Test Me
Or Else You'll About To Get Turned To A Chicken
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