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Yeah, Come on
Blame God, blame God Thats right, come on Blame God, blame God Yeah, come on Blame God, blame God [B.B. Jay] Sound the alarm `cuz I`m dropping the bomb B.B. Jay`s like the fine Don Corleon Off gaurd, know I caught all y`all, didn`t I? Humbug, fat track, took you like a drug Rotate the love, I`m about to rule in a minute Graves are dug, all you gotta do is lay in it Profile of a thug is the worse like a curse You doomed you done, room enough for one Gotta pray, mad prayer-haters jealous today Its gonna take more than that for you to hinder my pray Je-sus, give `em the praise for the great things he has done None can stop, we as one Gospel bad boy rule like Buju Banton Open ya eyes and recognize who I am son Cause of Christ I`m jiggy laced in ice Roll tighter than the vice, sanctified for life [Hook: B.B. Jay] Don`t be mad `cuz I`m fat like that Don`t be mad `cuz I`m blessed like that Don`t be mad `cuz yo` style is wack (Blame God) Who da` blame? (Blame God) Don`t be mad `cuz I`m fat like that Don`t be mad `cuz I`m blessed like that Don`t be mad `cuz yo` style is wack (Blame God) Who da` blame? (Blame God) [B.B. Jay] I`m not your average mediocre joker trying to be hard Or be God, just a brotha tryin to live the dream y`all Recall the work and the sweat, love and the debt Tears through the years and all my family and peers who got wet Regret, a lot of things Never sweat, a lot of things Understand, be the man to cause of a lotta things Diamond rings, cuban linkas, shouldn`t intrigue us It`s a fact crack kills, real, we need Jesus How you feel, peel a hundred bill off ya knot Head, so hungry you can hear their stomach growl Down the block, on the real money A little money never make you hot Just like you can get money Money, you can get got Believe dat, easy like a nine to ya mind On a breezy night nobody there to shine but the street light Be like on the neutral side, representin Christ You know the one who crucified, time for change, baby Hook [B.B. Jay] When you see me flossin, whippin somethin awesome Don`t be mad at fat dad `cuz you walkin When you had a job shoulda paid yo` tithes But nah, you was too busy clockin mine Now I shine like the stratus, jokers mad at us My whole team get more cream than bank bandits G-O-S-P-E-L I`m preachin that Land Cruiser fully loaded, I`m peepin that Credit forget it, co-signer never that I want it daddy, cash to carry gimme that Twenty years po` black, now I`m phat Non-believers where they at, I shut that trap Heart attack, B.B. Jay got mad flavors `Cuz of Jeee-sus, we just stackin paper By the truckloads, on silk sheets I dose Like the president Order what you want, I own the restaurant The capital G, O-D be the glory Uhh, universal concussion, end of story Hook
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