BIGBABYGUCCI - 777 lyrics
[BIGBABYGUCCI - 777 lyrics]
I pray the lord my soul to keep
Lord, save these people, they asleep
They lettin' Satan run they streets
Lord, save us from (ay) lA monster
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh) ay
What if I can just drop from Heaven
Must be your essence that need your practice
I see triple 7s she hold my weapons
Bitch, 'cause I'm a felon
Won't take no questions
Now what would you do
I know that you'd lose
I ain't sitting if they pouring this deuce
I ain't sitting if the money on the move
I only like the pictures just
To give them boost steady, twisting bitches
When you coming through
And she say you drive me crazy
Well go and park that bitch 'cause girl
You staying i do different shit
You know you can't replace me
I smoke different shit
My plug just outta spaced me
Got a stripper bitch
She said she wanna taste me
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh) ay
What if I can just drop from Heaven
Must be your accents that need your practice
I see triple 7s she hold my weapons
Bitch, 'cause I'm a felon
Won't take no questions
Now what would you do
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh)
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Lord, save these people, they asleep
They lettin' Satan run they streets
Lord, save us from lA monster
Lord, save these people, they asleep
They lettin' Satan run they streets
Lord, save us from (ay) lA monster
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh) ay
What if I can just drop from Heaven
Must be your essence that need your practice
I see triple 7s she hold my weapons
Bitch, 'cause I'm a felon
Won't take no questions
Now what would you do
I know that you'd lose
I ain't sitting if they pouring this deuce
I ain't sitting if the money on the move
I only like the pictures just
To give them boost steady, twisting bitches
When you coming through
And she say you drive me crazy
Well go and park that bitch 'cause girl
You staying i do different shit
You know you can't replace me
I smoke different shit
My plug just outta spaced me
Got a stripper bitch
She said she wanna taste me
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh) ay
What if I can just drop from Heaven
Must be your accents that need your practice
I see triple 7s she hold my weapons
Bitch, 'cause I'm a felon
Won't take no questions
Now what would you do
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
Oh, whoa, ooh (oh, whoa, ooh)
M-m-m-m (oh, whoa, ooh)
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Lord, save these people, they asleep
They lettin' Satan run they streets
Lord, save us from lA monster