Текст песни Trap Bells - S.A.L.T

Jingle those bells
Jingle 'em up
C'mon, gimme those hymns and I'd be singing 'em up
Clap your hands and sing praises to God
Move your body to the rhythm, compliment with a nod

Gimme presents, I'd be stacking 'em up
C'mon gimme those gifts and I'd be wrapping 'em up
Gimme tunes and I'd be clapping 'em up
C'mon gimme those beats and I'd be rapping 'em up
C'mon now, go with the flow
Take it slow
Gimme some mo'
Now you should know
Jesus is who
Gives you life every morning when you wake up
Woah
I'on't even need to prove it
Honestly, for some reason, thought you already knew it
I'ma teach you to it
You had your chance but blew it
Now I'll take it from the top until I'm sure you know it
Woah
I'on't need to say the Lord is good
It's a fact
Where you at when He was doing 'em good?
I'll be staying where I'm at and I'll be doing 'em good
I'll be doing just that and I'll be doing it good
Many tragedies happen in my hood
Nah, for real, I should be sulking but I'm not in that mood
So I'm singing praises to the greatest
Undisputed
Let's not debate it
You might love or hate it
Doesn't matter, I done said it
He's the greatest still
Put on my will
I might even kill
Nah, for real
Might be an exaggeration but it's not far from it
Give Him His accolades and the praise
Never, in all my days
Have I witnessed
Someone greater than the person I'm referring to and that's a fact

Jingle those bells
Jingle 'em up
C'mon, gimme those hymns and I'd be singing 'em up
Clap your hands and sing praises to God
Move your body to the rhythm, compliment with a nod