King Los - Lord lyrics

Verse 1: Lord (7x) Happy New year motherf**er yeah welcome to '84 It's the Paris (?) Lord. They better bow for the boy I'm riding with misses collie. She's the goddess of alloy And my b**hes religion, is it Christian? It is Dior Vroom, Vroom motherf**er. Drop the top off to the floor Like its (?) in Mercedes. So I can talk to the Lord My pa**ion always told me when it rains it gon pour So when I leave king of diamonds these strippers want (?) No more My b**h complaining. That will never get settled Started off strings attached now I'm f**ing (?). hello You see me winnin. Bad women I'm sinning Daddy would never like me. I say that to Andy Simmons Please pardon my wavy. My Tom Ford is trippin Ice in this Jesus piece like oh Lord I'm trippin Oh Lord. I pour champagne like holy water On all of these pretty devils. Forgive me heavenly father (Hook) [2x] Bad b**h. Let me lick. n***as like, Lord Chasin cash. Make it fast. Money up. Lord f** them n***as. Makin figures. Fill sh**. Lord Caked up. Praise us. Young n***as. Lord Lord (3x) Verse 2: Uh. I'm the king. (los) Uh. I'm in this b**h like she owe me money I'm a soldier, and I'm slim. slow motion for me I ain't write this sh** man, I'm serious I mean pads is for b**hes on they period Period, period. Comma, comical. Come back around You n***as comical. I'm calm and cool Backin down the drop top. with the top drop Had hopscotch to get the top spot That means stuntin on these beats And doin numbers in the Streets Tell her pop that a** to the vibe. Shake. Vibrate Take a n***a to a higher place Then hop in cause I'm gifted like a stocking on a fireplace Uh. Try raise me. Feelin me. A n***a must be gone off that moon juice Or got a screw loose Or a b**h put a voodoo spell on a n***a But a n***a better drink his prune juice Cause I'm sh**tin. On you n***as, don't worry They think I am. YMCMB. I got no worries I'm just a B A D B O Y Put the verse on replay. Seem so fly Gotta win on the plane when I see it go by like (Hook) [2x] Lord (4x)