Bad Lucc - Hallaluah lyrics

[Hook: Trinidad Jame$] Woke up in that p**y, I ain't even brush my teeth yet Gave her a** that Holy Grail, my n***a, halllelujah Gave her a** that Holy Grail, my n***a, halllelujah Gave her a** that Holy Grail, my n***a, halllelujah [Verse 1: Trinidad Jame$] Baby, get your clothes back on, it's time to get to moving It's so much that I gotta do and so little time to do it Put my mama on the books cause I know I could trust her Don't see my baby sister much, I hope she know that I love her Got some brothers comin' to get ya, they ain't leavin' no evidence Better ask about my daddy, boy, that fool was a idiot I'm cool as propeller b**h, haha, hungry and arrogant Ain't got no baby mama, don't got no time for that extra sh** Your times is up, bad luck b**h! Your time is up, bad luck b**h! [Hook] [Verse 2: Bad Lucc] Beefin' wit' Trinidad Jame$ I f** wit' nothin' but dames Me lucky, never no lames Psych ward, n***a go sane, n***a Call the doctor, lotta blood in here Not me cryin', got cuz in here Ten six block to the onion there Them town, ave n***as be dumb in there Baby go lookin' for Gs D-O-G, nothin' but Gs B-A-D strictly bout cheese My pockets p-p-p-p-please, n***a Fresh as f** and she know the deal Boosie b**h, she all f** with field Windows up, we got douja here Diamond Lane, we got hoes in here [Hook] [Verse 3: Problem] Ain't no one realer, I feel I'm the n***a You cater like pillar, my captain'll peel ya, my action is iller I'm actually rappin' bout sh** I done did, not sh** I done seen You don't know sh** about packin' the thing Just to be havin' it, just to be havin' it Only one bullet is in magazine So, if I pop it, it got to be accurate Life is a song, check tracklist Fact that I made it is f**in' miraculous All of these b**hes, I make 'em do backflips f** a few times and they become backflips, huh? Yeah, real n***a, that's me! Run up on me, a real n***a gon' see! n***a, ah! [Hook]