Preacher Money

Do
You
Think it’d be alright
If I had preacher money
Do you
Think
Do you think it’d be alright if I had a preacher, hunny
Oh
Do
You think it’d be alright
Cus I think i’d sleep at night
Knowing you
Weren’t running

VERSE 1

Dude, all gas no breaks
I have some taste
N be Amazed
I tried to shape
You up to my greats
Dude, with whom I waste?
Time, And in this race
All up in their face
Can’t keep the pace
We set, and do
I’m put in our place?
They must mistake
What the F, we did
That’s hard to say
To You
But with a kid
And what I know
It’s got to change
Ooh, and out grow
I meant to
Take you to a state
Of ecstasy but they
Can take this dick and
Suck a clit if they want to get
Next to me

HOOK
Do you think it’d be alright
If I had preacher money
Do you think it’d be alright if I had a preacher, hunny oh
Do you think it’d be alright if I had a preacher money
Cus I think i’d sleep at night knowing that you weren’t running

VERSE 2
Eh, who run the race
Back in the days
Our two fates
Crossed
Knew right away
Chased dreams, and bullet proof
Dude
What’s our next move
Outlived the shit that came from that
We didn’t keeewwwwl like
Caribou
Dude
Nothing to gain
We’d trade our left brain
And go insane
A sneak preview
Dude
I show my name
Up at a church
And pray in vain
For those I hurt
To find the truth

HOOK
Do you think it’d be alright
If I had preacher money
Do you think it’d be alright if I had a preacher, hunny oh
Do you think it’d be alright if I had a preacher money
Cus I think i’d sleep at night knowing that you weren’t running