Hallaluah

[Hook: Trinidad Jame$] Woke up in that pussy, I ain't even brush my teeth yet Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my nigga, halllelujah Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my nigga, halllelujah Gave her ass that Holy Grail, my nigga, halllelujah [Verse 1: Trinidad Jame$] 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 bitch, haha, hungry and arrogant Ain't got no baby mama, don't got no time for that extra shit Your times is up, bad luck bitch! Your time is up, bad luck bitch! [Hook] [Verse 2: Bad Lucc] Beefin' wit' Trinidad Jame$ I fuck wit' nothin' but dames Me lucky, never no lames Psych ward, nigga go sane, nigga Call the doctor, lotta blood in here Not me cryin', got cuz in here Ten six block to the onion there Them town, ave niggas 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, nigga Fresh as fuck and she know the deal Boosie bitch, she all fuck with field Windows up, we got douja here Diamond Lane, we got hoes in here [Hook] [Verse 3: Problem] Ain't no one realer, I feel I'm the nigga You cater like pillar, my captain'll peel ya, my action is iller I'm actually rappin' bout shit I done did, not shit I done seen You don't know shit 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 fuckin' miraculous All of these bitches, I make 'em do backflips Fuck a few times and they become backflips, huh? Yeah, real nigga, that's me! Run up on me, a real nigga gon' see! Nigga, ah! [Hook]