Lyrics Prayer Hands - Que
One
thing
I
can't
stand
Is
a
drunk
ass
ho
Went
through
like
a
hundred
bands
Strictly
to
blow
Where
I'm
from
like
gangland
Stay
on
the
floor
And
I
don't
really
like
to
shake
hands
With
niggas
I
don't
know
Smoke
out
the
back,
fuck
up
some
cash
New
paper
tag,
peel
off
like
a
scab
If
I'm
broke
I'ma
spazz,
get
the
ski
mask
Hop
out
the
van,
make
the
prayer
hands
One
thing
I
can't
stand
Is
a
drunk
ass
ho
If
I
fuck
you
bitch,
I
ain't
stayin'
I
gots
to
go
Fucked
up
like
a
hundred
bands
'Cause
I
got
some
more
And
I
ain't
even
tryna
be
mad
'Cause
I
heard
you
was
a
ho
Que
pop
tags,
know
tags
and
bags
Hit
you
with
the
pound,
I
don't
shake
dirty
ass
hands
Fuck
foreplay,
won't
kiss
your
dirty
ass
neck
I
already
got
a
dirty
ass
Sprite
full
of
Tech
Playin'
with
the
check,
fuck
around
and
get
wet
Chanel
wanna
step,
treat
fits
like
bell
Beat
a
nigga's
ass
with
a
Burberry
belt
Thousand
dollar
whip,
I'm
with
designer
welt
What
them
niggas
smokin'
always
top
shelf
Sippin'
on
the
lean,
cream
soda
cocktail
Five
main
bales
in
my
drop
mail
Pull
up
drop
top,
it's
not
fair
Leanin'
like
a
rocking
char
Christians,
I
just
copped
a
pair
Condoms,
I
will
not
go
bare
I
hope
she
got
some
top
to
spare
One
thing
I
can't
stand
Is
a
drunk
ass
ho
Went
through
like
a
hundred
bands
Strictly
to
blow
Where
I'm
from
like
gangland
Stay
on
the
floor
And
I
don't
really
like
to
shake
hands
With
niggas
I
don't
know
Smoke
out
the
back,
fuck
up
some
cash
New
paper
tag,
peel
off
like
a
scab
If
I'm
broke
I'ma
spazz,
get
the
ski
mask
Hop
out
the
van,
make
the
prayer
hands
Gucci
mask
my
dope
mask
Red
white
like
a
Coke
can
She
gon'
suck
it
with
no
hands
I'm
a
dog,
I
ain't
with
the
romance
Que
pop
shit,
pop
seals
and
sticks
Hit
hoes
like
a
jack
boy
hit
licks
Fuck
beatin'
round
the
bush
tryna
give
a
ho
a
hint
I
tell
a
bitch
quick,
get
your
shit
you
gotta
dip
Six
chains
on
like
I'm
Slick
Rick
Left
wrist
sick,
whip
like
ten
bricks
[?]
nigga
playin'
both
sides
of
the
fence
Hundred
bands
hit,
get
a
pussy
nigga
pinched
Pull
up,
fuckin'
up
shit
like
the
Grinch
Take
a
whole
mile
if
you
give
me
an
inch
Walkin'
out
the
bank,
pullin'
off
in
a
spaceship
Hit
Blue
Flame
during
day
shift
Five
hundred
K
in
the
basement
Paid
ya
to
make
a
bitch
taste
it
'Cause
one
thing
I
ain't
got
is
patience
And
plus
One
thing
I
can't
stand
Is
a
drunk
ass
ho
Went
through
like
a
hundred
bands
Strictly
to
blow
Where
I'm
from
like
gangland
Stay
on
the
floor
And
I
don't
really
like
to
shake
hands
With
niggas
I
don't
know
Smoke
out
the
back,
fuck
up
some
cash
New
paper
tag,
peel
off
like
a
scab
If
I'm
broke
I'ma
spazz,
get
the
ski
mask
Hop
out
the
van,
make
the
prayer
hands
1 How We Comin
2 I Swear
3 Cash
4 Weed Bank
5 Idaho Potato
6 Blue Pitt
7 Damn Shame
8 Prayer Hands
9 Swa-Ray, Pt. 2
10 Pimp C
11 Do Without
12 Single Mother
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