Cdot Honcho - Pray lyrics

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Cdot Honcho - Pray lyrics

I’m prayin’ I catch this boardin’ time, ayy Security took me an hour, I smell like I’m traveling sour I got s**t to do, stop tryna hate on me, catch me on your daughter’s browser Need a ticket for two so no one sit next to me, wake me up upon arrival. (Cdot Honcho – Pray) You be prayin’ that b***h let you hit it And we prayin’ she know some more b**hes I’m prayin’ that b***h ain’t a ho I’m a freak but I ain’t with the kissin’ He prayin’ he stay on his toes Hundred round, it ain’t no way to miss him Put you out, fo’nem handle that mission Next day, handful of y’all missin’ Thick- thick h**s, never get in they business, ayy Switch h**s, never get in my feelings, ayy Smoke woods, Lambo drop ceilings Pull- pull up to your s**t in interest Car dash if I know I ain’t twistin’ All fast, I’m Ross, I’m whistlin’ Off gas C Dash don’t listen I love hoodrats, keep pimpin’, b***h I just woke up in your town Lil baby I’m here for a night so after that night you won’t see me around This Gucci just came in today, I’m buyin’ it all, you won’t see it around No cap, fo’nem ain’t tryna hear no yap .. you crip, it ain’t no bath Slide up and X ’em like they app. I’m prayin’ I catch this boardin’ time, ayy Security took me an hour, I smell like I’m traveling sour I got s**t to do, stop tryna hate on me, catch me on your daughter’s browser Need a ticket for two so no one sit next to me, wake me up upon arrival Honcho Honcho Honcho. Ayy, I’m in NY slidin’, the Uber mad, there’s too much traffic outside When I’m in LA I’m slidin’ and s**t, you probably won’t catch on your side I got some s**t in this ride It might knock a chunk out your side She on my d**k like where is your trunk, your top went up inside Hah, I don’t know, your name b***h, I don’t know Forty sent homeboy up the road, for AR sent homeboy to Idaho AR, k** a n***a off audio Work a b***h out like cardio My wood look like sloppy joes But this ain’t that type of party though I ain’t got s**t for a n***a And I ain’t got s**t for a b***h, better ride this d**k, that’s it for a n***a Hey, I be too high, she know that she love me, she even give gifts to a n***a My pockets on swole, I really don’t give a f**k who finna switch on a n***a I’m just prayin’ them hundreds get thicker Honcho Honcho. I’m prayin’ I catch this boardin’ time, ayy Security took me an hour, I smell like I’m traveling sour I got s**t to do, stop tryna hate on me, catch me on your daughter’s browser Need a ticket for two so no one sit next to me, wake me up upon arrivalll.

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