paroles de chanson Church - T-Pain

(Clap on, clap off) ladies and Gentlemen
(Clap on, clap off) you already know what it is
Okay, yeah
Aw, shit
I'm cuttin' a rug in this motherfucker
I'm tryna anyways
Got two hard lookin' motherfuckers
Come on

I was tryna enjoy my night but you done came in
Turned around the vibe I had before I came in
I done turned into a rude dude (man)
Why you had to fuck up the night?
Now we got to fight, I'm a knock-out ya lights

You ain't doin' nothin' but runnin' yo' yap-yap
You got to go to the trunk, homeboy
I am strapped, strapped
Hey, I done turned into a rude dude, man
Why you had to fuck up the night?
Now we got to fight, I'm a knock-out ya lights

Yo' little lady tryna hold you back
You better listen to her
She better not talk that shit
I'ma have to put somethin' straight through her
I done turned into a rude dude, man
Now why you had to fuck up the night?
Now we got to fight, I'm a knock-out ya lights, come on

Yeah, goddamn, you think you cool
You think I'm not, you think you tough
Goddamn, you think you hard
You think I'm soft, you think you rough
Goddamn, you talkin' shit
Better close your lips, you need to hush
Before the end of the night
I'm gon' have to take your ass to church

Goddamn, you think you cool
You think I'm not, you think you tough
Goddamn, you think you hard
You think I'm soft, you think you rough
Goddamn, you talkin' shit
Better close your lips, you need to hush
Before the end of the night
I'm gon' have to take your ass to church

It was Sunday at the park, I'm chillin'
Tryna get my flirt on
Some little lame tryna run that game
Tryna get his serve on
Now, I done turned into a rude dude, man
Why you gotta fuck up the park?
I'ma put you in the dark, clap on, clap off

You ain't doin' nothin' but runnin' your pie hole
You gon' make me do somethin' that'll get your eye swole
Now I don't wanna be a rude dude, man
Why you gotta fuck up the park?
I'ma put you in the dark, clap on, clap off

If that's yo' car, you need to go ahead and get into it
Better not talk that shit
You gon' make me put somethin' through it
Now I done turned into a rude dude, man
Why you gotta fuck up the park?
Gotta put you in the dark, lights on, light off

Yeah, goddamn, you think you cool
You think I'm not, you think you tough
Goddamn, you think you hard
You think I'm soft, you think you rough
Goddamn, you talkin' shit
Better close your lips, you need to hush
Before the end of the night
I'm gon' have to take your ass to church

Goddamn, you think you cool
You think I'm not, you think you tough
Goddamn, you think you hard
You think I'm soft, you think you rough
Goddamn, you talkin' shit
Better close your lips, you need to hush
Before the end of the night
I'm gon' have to take your ass to church

Those niggas think they hard, so why they think I'm not?
Until I pull they card and I show 'em what I got, kinda like
(You don't wanna play around here, nah)
(You don't wanna play around), I'm like
Yo' niggas think they hard, so why they think I'm not?
Until I pull they card and I show 'em what I got, kinda like
Ooh
Make ya' wanna play with us

Them bitches think they hard, so why they think I'm not?
Until I pull they card and I show 'em what I got, kinda like
(You don't wanna play around here)
Them bitches think they hard, so why they think I'm not?
Until I pull they card and I show 'em what I got, kinda like (ooh)
(You don't wanna play around here)
You stupid

Yeah, goddamn, you think you cool
You think I'm not, you think you tough
Goddamn, you think you hard
You think I'm soft, you think you rough
Goddamn, you talkin' shit
Better close your lips, you need to hush
Before the end of the night
I'm gon' have to take your ass to church

Goddamn, you think you cool
You think I'm not, you think you tough
Goddamn, you think you hard
You think I'm soft, you think you rough
Goddamn, you talkin' shit
Better close your lips, you need to hush
Before the end of the night
I'm gon' have to take your ass to church