Breana Marin - Church lyrics

Verse 1: I might eat that shrimp, and I might smoke that broccoli All my hoes get thick, cause they all eat hibachi I might po that liquor have my shawty drinking saki All these haters mad because these n***as just can't stop me I might pull up with that vossie Boogie water on yo hoe I can take you into places normal n***as just can't go Girl From every new angle I might whip it like its Fiji Im yo Mario Luigi It's so easy, just to please me Hook: You take me to church got me calling out to Jesus You put in that work Give me something to believe in Ima give it all to you For that holy grail X2 Verse 2: I like the way you work yo body Made me fall in love right when I stepped up in the party I ain't got no problem that you cautious when you with me If you stick around I might just love you till you 50 I might have to work it, aye She hope that I'm worth it, aye She Gota look perfect when she see her boy in person I swear all her bags is Burkin But she gettoh where it hurts Keep the bible in her purse so let me take her a** to Take her a** to Hook: You take me to church got me calling out to Jesus You put in that work, give me something to believe in Ima give it all to you, for that holy grail X2 Verse 3: Stroke it like I'm Tim Duncan, aye Booty bigger than a pumpkin Stick it out and i'll pump it Pumpkin ain't no time for no a**umption I get once chance and I'm thumping She got supa wet, gotta supa soak Ain't had it better than you before Look baby girl I need you to know Ima work that lumba I'm yo plumber Aye little mama tell me what's yo number I got shorties tryna wonder from Detroit to triple D Had to pray to keep the peace If I look anywhere, you'll be up in the church Hook: You take me to church got me calling out to Jesus You put in that work, give me something to believe in Ima give it all to you, for that holy grail X2