She can say in her voice, in her way that
she love me
With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt,
with her hands, with her money
I am the thesis of her prayers.
Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces
of the layers,
Only ones she love as much as me is Jesus
Christ and Taylor.
I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my
grandma!
Mines is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide.
Praying with her hands tied, president of
my fan club,
Santa, something told me I should bring my
butt to church!
You gotta move it slowly,
Take and eat my body like it's holy.
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday
candy.
Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain.
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's
gonna rain
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
I come to church for the candy, your peppermints
is the truth.
I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked
and missed you.
You look so good with a hat on, had to match
with the shoes,
Came and dressed in the satin, I came and
sat in your pew.
I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls
on my plate
Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets
in place.
I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs
with a scent
You smell like, light, gas, water, electricity,
rent
You sound like why the gospel choir got so
tired
And his praise is daily basis so I gotta try
it.
You're my dream catcher, dream team, team
captain
Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute,
lemme take my butt to church!
You better come on in this house (come on
in this house),
'Cause it's gonna rain (it's gonna rain).
Rain down Zion (rain down), it's gonna rain
(it's gonna rain).
You better come on in this house (come on
in this house),
'Cause it's gonna rain (it's gonna rain)
Rain down Zion (rain down), it's gonna rain.
You gotta move it slowly,
Take and eat my body like it's holy.
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday,
candy.
Slowly.
Take and eat my body like it's holy.
I've been waiting for you for the whole week.
I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday,
candy.
You better come on in this house (come on
in this house)
