Childlike CiCi 的热门歌曲
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Reece Lache'
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Childlike CiCi
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Alexandria Dollar
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Reece Lache'
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Jaden Eli
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Satoya Dubose
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Clark Lacossade
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Jaden Eli
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Alexandria Dollar
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Jacob “Biz” Morris
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Connor Back
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歌词
(La-la, la-la-la)
(La, la-la, la-la-la)
(La, la-la, la-la-la, na-na)
(La-ah, la-la)
Yeah, Naija girl that's overseas
Super sweet, but I'll E-N-D
Any lil' demon tryna interfere, this the Lord's child better DND
Lord, protect me no PPE, spit through the wire, need an ENT
Got winning genes, no L.L.Bean, so when God touch it, that's TNT, ay
Flooring 'em, go get the Matt (whoo)
I'm flipping to six, I'm talking the Matt (ah)
Selling the pride, I'm peeping trap (whoo)
Narrow the road, I ain't turning back
Focused on God, I got that laser
I got 'em shocked, flow on taser
Redeemed a villain, no Shego
Was tripping bye to my ego
If we mobbin', let me know
Spirit speak, tell us where to go
From the South side to the North
Bring the heat, we ain't dunkin' smoke
You gon' have to stay low
Stay low, stay low, stay low
Don't get too high
Holy Spirit in the room, that's that K.O (that's that K.O)
Dripping in the blood, sin hasta luego (huh-huh-huh)
See they taking shots, but I never let that bother me
Judas switched on Jesus, so I guess I'm in good company
Uh, okay, been a threat (threat)
Let God call the plays like He Belichick (Belichick)
Crosses over checks, yeah, that's been a flex (huh)
Got still working on me, He ain't finished yet (finished yet)
I might go Vegeta, my Bible a heater
I'm living Lavita, I running for Jesus
I follow the leader, they aiming at heads
They counted me out, they wanted me dead
Never retreat (go!) Give me six feet (ayi)
Protect fully, squad way too deep (shit!)
Master, please don't get me gassed up
Told them I was next, they thought I was gettin' passed up
Let go of that depression
Told them miss me with that sad stuff
I had told the Reverend
Garnet dipped me in that bathtub
Mm, and we mobbin' on him
Told them I was really 'bout that action
I ain't never scared, keep a Bible in the mattress
Told them if they want it, they could get it if you askin' (oh, what?)
Mm, I'm in love with it, do it with a passion
Huh, I'm a problem, okay? Huh
I just talked to God, He say, "Do it, do it, do it, do it"
I just kick my feet up while I praise Him in advance, huh
You don't want no problem, you don't really wanna dance
You gon' have to stay low
Stay low, stay low, stay low
Don't get too high, stay low
Stay low, stay low, stay low
Don't get too high
Real big blessings around me
Use to be bound, now I got boundaries
Enemy wanted me dead, put a price on my head like a bounty
He thought it was sweet like a brownie, but God found me
Now his head on a swivel, folks let me down
I ain't let up a little, thought I would stop?
Now they confused like they solving a riddle
They said it was impossible
God said He knocking down the obstacles
Walk by faith, not the optical
With Jesus anything is possible
They say that pressure make diamonds
I'm still refining, attacking the beat like a lineman
Seeking him first was my only assignment
God got my back like he hitting the Heimlich
That's why I'm stepping on serpents
God said, "Get in there, get in there, get in there, yes, I got you"
Really was chosen, I'm with the God of Moses
The Great I Am said I'm heaven-sent
Earth just my temporary home, I'm a resident
Pushing the cure, not the pestilence
Ah, the fruit the evidence
Stay low
Stay low, stay low, stay low
Don't get too high, stay low
Stay low, stay low, stay low
When we look up and see Jesus, it's like we Steven
It's like the Thrilla in Manila, when we get to preachin'
It's Michael Jackson, legions beat it, and beat it, beat it
If Billie Jean ain't your lover, why you touch her and ain't cuff her?
Yeah, police her, it's a reason
These wannabes wanna be gods
Wanna be on the tree, wanna be stars, even those fall, though
We a lost people, man, I keep seein' Waldo
Circumcision of the Spirit, scissors for this Paul flow
I'm cuttin' up, Joe, we did it, buttin' up
If it's business, I'm minding mine
You mighty blind
You don't get the vision abide the vine
Don't buy the wine
If you get too tipsy
I'm better fed with better bread
If you get it, give it
If we mobbin', let me know
Spirit speak, tell us where to go
From the Southside to the North
Bring the heat, we ain't ducking smoke
You gon' have to stay low
(La-la, la-la-la)
(La, la-la, la-la-la)
(La, la-la, la-la-la, na-na)
(La-ah, la-la)
Writer(s): Satoya Dubose, Jaden Eli, Sierra Charles, Shareis Headspeth, Clark Lacossade, Fletcher Redd, Jeffrey Shannon, Alexandria Dollar, Lasanna Harris
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