Girl now I'Ђ™m 'Ђ¦ like the fast sumo
Like the way I rap, you know papy chulo
So 'Ђ¦, you know me, black shades like 'Ђ¦
I move ot, o 3 say 2 od
I get mine cod, she own me
She wanna pay back, you cam corded and playback
Ran vans or maybachs, I'Ђ™m 'Ђ¦
She love my gangster love, white tea and a handkerchief
Wipe the shit swallow, because you like to'Ђ¦
She choke, she like the nix
It'Ђ™s no dame, I leave chicks like you
'Ђ¦ no commitment, miss miss submission
I'Ђ™m mister make condition, listen

First man take out 2 girls
First man take out 2 girls
She call me god

Girl too, I met her in a hummer 2
She was stunting it was summer too
I coming through like mid-August
'Ђ¦on a left wrist 'Ђ¦
Come here, get in, look
It'Ђ™s like hell in this Fahrenheit
She got open by the smell of my Fahrenheit
And truck high, real high, fan high
She looking nervous, what ma, 'Ђ¦
Well the ben'Ђ™z on reservation, truck 10 feet, rims is regulation
M6, the drop of ventilation
Everywhere black we looking like revelation
Armageddon 'Ђ¦ mixed with the low swag of billy d
I'Ђ™m 'Ђ¦ in the 80, Sheilla E, crush crew, she got a crush, she feeling me

First man take out 2 girls
First man take out 2 girls
She call me god
She call me god

Girls 3, conversation like girl 6
I come on the other line
Like oh shit, come shit
I don'Ђ™t care where we at, I'Ђ™ma beat it
Some say I'Ђ™m too fat to be conceded
Well, my life'Ђ™s not average
I flow so right, and my wife'Ђ™s a bad bitch
So for me the 'Ђ¦ all I need is a 'Ђ¦ and the best to loot
Invest in your future, enjoy the good food
Friend of god, he a good dude
And in a good mood, what ready cake he reaching
And god heavy like 'Ђ¦ shape police man
'Ђ¦ is for short though
Come here mama, Fred is gonna make you moan
'Ђ¦ take some, shit

First man take out 2 girls
First man take out 2 girls
She call me god
She call me god
Oh, why? Oh why? Oh why?
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She Call Me God Lyrics

Fred The Godson – She Call Me God Lyrics