She Call Me God by Fred The Godson
She Call Me God lyrics
Girl now I'��m '�� like the fast sumo
Like the way I rap, you know papy chulo
So '��, you know me, black shades like '��
I move ot, o 3 say 2 od
I get mine cod, she own me
She wanna pay back, you cam corded and playback
Ran vans or maybachs, I'��m '��
She love my gangster love, white tea and a handkerchief
Wipe the shit swallow, because you like to'��
She choke, she like the nix
It'��s no dame, I leave chicks like you
'�� no commitment, miss miss submission
I'��m mister make condition, listen
First man take out 2 girls
First man take out 2 girls
She call me god
Girl too, I met her in a hummer 2
She was stunting it was summer too
I coming through like mid-August
'��on a left wrist '��
Come here, get in, look
It'��s like hell in this Fahrenheit
She got open by the smell of my Fahrenheit
And truck high, real high, fan high
She looking nervous, what ma, '��
Well the ben'��z on reservation, truck 10 feet, rims is regulation
M6, the drop of ventilation
Everywhere black we looking like revelation
Armageddon '�� mixed with the low swag of billy d
I'��m '�� in the 80, Sheilla E, crush crew, she got a crush, she feeling me
First man take out 2 girls
First man take out 2 girls
She call me god
She call me god
Girls 3, conversation like girl 6
I come on the other line
Like oh shit, come shit
I don'��t care where we at, I'��ma beat it
Some say I'��m too fat to be conceded
Well, my life'��s not average
I flow so right, and my wife'��s a bad bitch
So for me the '�� all I need is a '�� and the best to loot
Invest in your future, enjoy the good food
Friend of god, he a good dude
And in a good mood, what ready cake he reaching
And god heavy like '�� shape police man
'�� is for short though
Come here mama, Fred is gonna make you moan
'�� take some, shit
First man take out 2 girls
First man take out 2 girls
She call me god
She call me god
Oh, why? Oh why? Oh why?
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