Thank You Lord - Lil Keed

Oh ho hooo Locko Yemah Thank you Lord oh Everything way I get na ya blessing I wanna see my mama, riding a Galardo some day (I can not stop) Thank you Lord oh Everything way I get na ya blessing I wanna see my mama, riding a Galardo some day (I can not stop) Mollah je ne dors pas la nuit Dehors pour chercher le briss Ils diront famlah eh, ils diront witchcraft À genou devant le Christ Man J'avance avec ceux qui veulent bien me suivre J'ai failli dead, j'ai pas le temps, il faut que je briss Ahn-ahn yeah, na si Ben to lambo Bitch I want more, Rock and Blow I wanna get on the stage, set the roof on fire Sing for my pretty gyals I want more, Rock and Blow I wanna get on the stage, set the roof on fire Sing for my pretty gyals (yeah yeah) Thank you Lord oh Everything way get na ya blessing I wanna see my mama, riding a Galardo some day (I can not stop) Thank you Lord oh Everything way get na ya blessing I wanna see my mama, riding a Galardo some day (I can not stop) Don't play with a Hustler, Don't play with a Hustler non non Don't play with a Hustler, Don't play with a Hustler no (hmm) Don't play with a Hustler, Don't play with a Hustler non non Don't play with a Hustler, Don't play with a Hustler non non Oh Lord Oh Lord Je prie pour ceux qui me target (en vrai) Tapis dans l'ombre The wrongs that I've done sorry For the wrongs I will do sorry, yeah They want me to be candy I cannot be none but me Na som a loba, ah Idiya idiya idiya idiya Aloga aloga aloga Zamba eh Thank you Lord oh Everything way get na ya blessing I wanna see my mama, riding a Galardo some day (I can not stop) Thank you Lord oh Everything way get na ya blessing I wanna see my mama, riding a Galardo some day I can not stop Don't play with a Hustler, Don't play with a Hustler non non Don't play with a Hustler, Don't play with a Hustler non (hmm) Don't play with a Hustler, Don't play with a Hustler non non Don't play with a Hustler, Don't play with a Hustler no Si ils pensent qu'on s'arrêtera la Ils se sont trompés Une villa pour la mama, tel est la visée (la visée, la visée) Na son a loba Yemah Tell em,they need to know oh oh I get this feeling in my heart oh I put this feeling on the beat and the people go crazy I get this feeling in my heart oh I get this feeling that my dreams can come true yeah yeah I get this feeling in my heart oh I put this feeling on the beat and the people go crazy I get this feeling in my heart oh I get this feeling that my dreams can come true yeah yeah Thank you Lord oh Everything way get na ya blessing I wanna see my mama, riding a Galardo some day (I can not stop) Thank you Lord oh Everything way get na ya blessing I wanna see my mama, riding a Galardo some day (I can not stop) Don't play with a Hustler, don't play with a Hustler non non (hmm)

The first thing on my mind is thank You Lord The first thing from my mouth is thank You Lord All of my cares and worries I lay them all aside So, I can truly say, "Thank You Lord" The first thing in the morning is thank You Lord The last thing in the night is thank You Lord All of my cares and worries I lay them all aside So, I can truly say, "Thank You Lord" Thank You Lord, thank You Lord What more can I give but give You all the praise? Thank You Lord, I thank You Lord All I am here to say is, "Thank You Lord" For the price You paid, thank You Lord And for making me Your own, Jesus, thank You Lord All of my cares and worries I lay them all aside So, I can truly say, thank You Lord And for Your grace and mercy, thank You Lord For Your love and favor, I thank You Lord All of my cares and worries I lay them all aside So, I can truly say, "Thank You Lord" Thank You Lord, thank You Lord What more can I give but give You all my praise? I thank You Lord, I thank You Lord All I'm here to do is thank You Lord Oh, thank You Jesus I've come to say thank You Lord What more can I give but give You all my praise? I thank You Lord, I thank You Lord All I'm here to say is thank You Lord In the good, good times, thank You Lord In the darkest hour, thank You Lord All of my cares and worries, I roll them all away So, I can truly say, "Thank You Lord" All of my cares and worries I roll them all away So, I can truly say "Thank You Lord" Thank You Jesus Thank You Jesus

Earl on the beat Earl on the beat Earl on the beat Woo You get dripped or you get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolin' kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Can't havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (wavy) Livin' the life that we chose, yeah, yeah (wavy) Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (wavy) Chanel belt hold that Fendi up, I'm so (wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (wavy) Shit, I just fucked this hoe, she couldn't even take it Now she blowin' up my phone, that hoe so crazy XO drip on me, kid, we can Bape it I'm prestigious with this shit, I get creative, I got cadence They keep leashes on they bitch They know I sent that bitch some players Rockin' Fear Of God and Dior, you keep your belt (Yea, keep that shit) Everything Gucci, ya dig? (woo) She wanna Gucci her heels Yeah, she a modeling bitch Lean in baby bottle You thought we was some toddlers and shit I got some twos and fews Just for a swallowin' bitch I need to own the place (what?) 'Cause I throw the most dollars, lil' bitch (weah) Real big dawg shit, go get a collar, lil' bitch, yeah, hey-hey Screamin' in that Lamb' with a chop, ayy-ayy Spent the backend with Avianne, okay (woo, woo) Yeah, we spin your block in a Gucci mask, okay Copped the plain Amiri for the rain, okay (Woo) (Talk to 'em) You get dripped or you get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolin' kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Can't havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (wavy) Livin' the life that we chose, yeah, yeah (wavy) Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (wavy) Chanel belt hold that Fendi up, I'm so (wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (wavy) Yeah, Hood Baby Ain't fearin' no nigga (Earl on the beat) Watch who you trust, man 'Cause these niggas got sticky fingers (let's go) Fucked that bitch, I'll never see a ring finger She suck my dick 'til my toes curl, I feel a real tingle Money in these pockets These pockets, can't even walk, I'm a real penguin Respect I'ma live by it, die by it, yeah, just for my people (oh yeah) I'm fly as fuck soarin' through it, I ain't talking no eagle (yeah) Catch a hoe and snatch her up, my mood on jeepers creepers So much flaws, shit, help me, I can't even look at people Ayy, yeah, my bitch know I'm a whole cheater Yeah, I ran this shit up just like a whole cheetah (yeah) Hey, big shoes like I'm old people (yeah) I ride with pole-keepers (yeah, yeah) Yeah, watch what you do or you say, you on pins and needles Shit, watch how the hood act when you get real millions And you better keep them racks or you ain't gon' see them people 'Round you (yeah) You get dripped or you get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolin' kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Can't havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (wavy) Livin' the life that we chose, yeah, yeah (wavy) Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (wavy) Chanel belt hold that Fendi up, I'm so (wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy)