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Richie Rich Dillinger - Praise Lyrics



Richie Rich Dillinger - Praise Lyrics




I vow to praise you
Until God makes me who I need to be
If that means meditating on scripture
I'm going to do that, I'm not gonna say I cant do it
I can do all thing through Christ, who strengthens me
Yes

So I approach her like, baby what do you believe in
If it ain't God then I'm leaving
I'm lying, ima try my best to help you see him
I'm trying, but its seeming
The devil's hella busy this evening
And baby I ain't preaching, judging, nor teaching
I'm trynna touch ya, long arms but ain't reaching
What time is you on, baby it's a new season
It's blood on the leaves, but who's bleeding
All of these niggas, and you wonder why they call ya bitch
Now who am I to get involved with this
Look like the man for the job
And I'm so fa sho its no façade, close ya eyes
Baby let my words coincide
You my queen, I love you as a whore, as a fiend
When you twerking that thing on my tv screen
You can't lie to me, see I know what I seen
See I know what I see, see me trynna intervene like
Make me scream like

God bless the woman that is filled with sin
Holding on to the good that is still within
Killing her ever so gently when I spill the pen
Break you down, then build again, I let you lie to my face
Instead of in, that put me out of my place
Good girl gone bad, such a obvious case
Cold world, so sad, made a lot of mistakes
A lost love these so called thugs try to replace
And you ain't trynna play, but you focused like its game time
I see the beauty inside in which your pain hides
We all got problems, and baby yours ain't mine
But I still feel responsible at the same time
Same frame of mind, facing the same God
We can build a nation, we from the same tribe
Just take the world out of your hands and take mine
Stay near me, dear Lord can you hear me
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I vow to praise you
Until God makes me who I need to be
If that means meditating on scripture
I'm going to do that, I'm not gonna say I cant do it
I can do all thing through Christ, who strengthens me
Yes

So I approach her like, baby what do you believe in
If it ain't God then I'm leaving
I'm lying, ima try my best to help you see him
I'm trying, but its seeming
The devil's hella busy this evening
And baby I ain't preaching, judging, nor teaching
I'm trynna touch ya, long arms but ain't reaching
What time is you on, baby it's a new season
It's blood on the leaves, but who's bleeding
All of these niggas, and you wonder why they call ya bitch
Now who am I to get involved with this
Look like the man for the job
And I'm so fa sho its no façade, close ya eyes
Baby let my words coincide
You my queen, I love you as a whore, as a fiend
When you twerking that thing on my tv screen
You can't lie to me, see I know what I seen
See I know what I see, see me trynna intervene like
Make me scream like

God bless the woman that is filled with sin
Holding on to the good that is still within
Killing her ever so gently when I spill the pen
Break you down, then build again, I let you lie to my face
Instead of in, that put me out of my place
Good girl gone bad, such a obvious case
Cold world, so sad, made a lot of mistakes
A lost love these so called thugs try to replace
And you ain't trynna play, but you focused like its game time
I see the beauty inside in which your pain hides
We all got problems, and baby yours ain't mine
But I still feel responsible at the same time
Same frame of mind, facing the same God
We can build a nation, we from the same tribe
Just take the world out of your hands and take mine
Stay near me, dear Lord can you hear me
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Writer: Richard Brown
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Performed By: Richie Rich Dillinger
Length: 2:42
Written by: Richard Brown

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