Hallaluah lyrics

by

Lil Jon


[Chorus: Trinidad James]
Woke up in that pus*y, I ain't even brush my teeth yet
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah

[Verse 1: Trinidad James]
Baby, get your clothes back on, it's time to get to moving
It's so much that I gotta do and so little time to do it
Put my mama on the books cause I know I could trust her
Don't see my baby sister much, I hope she know that I love her
Got some brothers comin' to get ya, they ain't leavin' no evidence
Better ask about my daddy, boy, that fool was a idiot
I'm cool as propeller b*tch, haha, hungry and arrogant
Ain't got no baby mama, don't got no time for that extra sh*t
Your times is up, bad luck b*tch! Your time is up, bad luck b*tch!

[Chorus: Trinidad James]
Woke up in that pus*y, I ain't even brush my teeth yet
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah

[Verse 2: Bad Lucc]
Beefin' wit' Trinidad James
I f*ck wit' nothin' but dames
Me lucky, never no lames
Psych ward, n*gga go sane, n*gga
Call the doctor, lotta blood in here
Not me cryin', got cuz in here
Ten six block to the onion there
Them town, ave n*ggas be dumb in there
Baby go lookin' for Gs
D-O-G, nothin' but Gs
B-A-D strictly bout cheese
My pockets p-p-p-p-please, n*gga
Fresh as f*ck and she know the deal
Boosie b*tch, she all f*ck with field
Windows up, we got douja here
Diamond Lane, we got hoes in here
[Chorus: Trinidad James]
Woke up in that pus*y, I ain't even brush my teeth yet
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah

[Verse 3: Problem]
Ain't no one realer, I feel I'm the n*gga
You cater like pillar, my captain'll peel ya, my action is iller
I'm actually rappin' bout sh*t I done did, not sh*t I done seen
You don't know sh*t about packin' the thing
Just to be havin' it, just to be havin' it
Only one bullet is in magazine
So, if I pop it, it got to be accurate
Life is a song, check tracklist
Fact that I made it is f*ckin' miraculous
All of these b*tches, I make 'em do backflips
f*ck a few times and they become backflips, huh?
Yeah, real n*gga, that's me!
Run up on me, a real n*gga gon' see! n*gga, ah!

[Chorus: Trinidad James]
Woke up in that pus*y, I ain't even brush my teeth yet
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah
Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my n*gga, halllelujah
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