- Ace Hood Give Thanks 歌词
- Ace Hood
- Devil get off me
Blessed up Count up Nation Woo Rollie with the new face Pocket full of blue faces Over-feelin' my safe Over-workin' my faith I just got to give thanks I just got to give thanks We just havin' our way I just gotta give thanks Everything champagne VVS's my change Way too blessed to complain Way too blessed to complain Give thanks, give thanks I'm in the end zone Fuck it's a field go I know the real zoe's You know the weirdos I'm on some fly shit I like a fly bitch Used to see cockroaches When I hit the light switch Young nigga came up How could they blame us Know when the money arrived We never decided to change up Unless it's the whip game Or maybe the wrist game I'm with the big thing We all on risk game Rollin' cookies in the papers Ballin' like I'm in the majors Chosen one I got the favor Did it all without a label Money calling got the money Calling like an alcoholic I'm an addict My niggas with me automatic I was never wantin' static Blame the money and the status Turned a nigga to a savage Turned a nigga to a beast Competition get deceased Blessings on me nigga, sheesh Young nigga better preach Balmains on the feet Grindin' seven days a week Bless, bless, bless Hallelujah, thank God, amen Rollie with the new face Pocket full of blue faces Over-feelin' my safe Over-workin' my faith I just got to give thanks I just got to give thanks We just havin' our way I just gotta give thanks Everything champagne VVS's my change Way too blessed to complain Way too blessed to complain Give thanks, give thanks I'm in the Benzo I smell like a check tho This what they mad for? Look how the neck glow I'm with the lit gang You with them lame lames Four, three, two, one, call it a ball game Counting blessings, since an adolescent I've been really destined for the greatest I just give 'em motivation I be speaking revelation Nigga started in the basement I handle bars like a waitress People tell me I'm the chosen Gotta keep it focused Runnin' outta patience HN on the logo Real ones, no pretendo No games, no nintendo Don't you open up the window God damn, I'm fresh God damn, she sexy You for certain that she yours? I bet tomorrow she text me Rollie with the new face Pocket full of blue faces Over-feelin' my safe Over-workin' my faith I just got to give thanks I just got to give thanks We just havin' our way I just gotta give thanks Everything champagne VVS's my change Way too blessed to complain Way too blessed to complain Give thanks, give thanks Devil get off me Devil get off me
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