[Reverend Ha ha ha haa Brothers and sisters gathered here today to listen to a young man on fiiya You sittin in the church wit Charlie Murphy and I'ma bring it to ya wit F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
[Fab:] Preach, preach [Rev.:] [Fab:] Preach Brother [Rev.:] Preach to 'em Brother, Yea, Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh
1] Yo, I preach my raps God is watchin me I still to my strap is watchin me they wanna leech to my trap Tha Jesus Christ on my reach to my lap I teach you to rap in my School These bitches get a one day You gotta fuck be Monday, Or she gotta stroke a like the hun play pool If not you gotta walk like a runway me in the moon shine or the sun ray jewels If you keep sayin your prayers one day you'll.. ..be blessed like me 'til then keep in your Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes should make scriptures wit my flows I'm the young Bishop Don Juan stripped ya for your hoes So if I throw a dollar at ya scream I grab the neck of my robe and pop a collar to ya
[Reverend Now in world that we live in, there's all kinds of pimps You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya that take what they want Ya pimps... Pimps that (?) Pimps wit nothin but the Gators on ya (Preach to em brother) pimps, mean pimps
2] I feel like the of God All I gotta do is drive the Range and nod It's like I was put to put layers in the air Put squares in my ear, put in the chair Put in the rear I even put 20 footwear in my spare Lord knows I gotta stay on them Dis is like grace that you say on your dinners Girls come wit me that they gonna be sinners But, sense of relief And I ain't never been a trick kinda like its against my If she got it from me then I'm she a theif But say God giveth and He taketh away And I can do the same thing when I with the 'K If a nigga make a mistake wit the pay, At the I get right in So if heaven got a ghetto I fit right in God me
[Reverend Now just what of ho are you? Are you a ho, or a soft ho? (That's right) Are you a big ho, or a ho? (Lil' teenie weenie) A domestic ho, or an ho? A rich ho, or a ass ho?
3] Yea, me momma got my name the Baptist who made tha moves wit the women and died for it You make the wrong moves you come and you try for it New City of God I 'den saved of New York's prettiest broads I'm the gospel I hit my apostle's wit the coke heal a sick soon as it get in they A Dros Trios, the organs on ya A 40-Caliber'll turn ya to a donor And a day or two, you'll be a aroma I go city to city fillin the pieu's up I ask God to me while I'm fillin the Uz' up Demons let me see a man fillin my shoes up I 'em wit a sermon, but that ain't hard When I'm in the Beamer before released 'em to the Germans You prolly got the man you wit you But wouldn't you have the Man above wit you? Can I get an
[Reverend Now of ya'll are pimps, And some of ya'll are hoes But the rest.. the of ya'll.. don't think I don't know Ya just a hater.. They hate you got They put a black eye on on the game whenever they piss in the pool, And they fart on the elevator Then look you in the face, Like they you did it They change (They hate change) And they hate hate me and they hate you They hate they own 'cause they think its her fault they ain't got shit But I'm to tell ya today if you a hater Then you are the outter or your own business (Amen) And someody just put 25 dollars in the collection So I'ma go up on the And buy me a fish Y'all hold it down, I'll be back Tha Charlie Brown And you ever forget Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous, ass motherfuckers [fades