"Church" lyrics

[The Game:]
I'm tryin' to go to church
Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
See some hoes, twerk!
See bad girls be at the strip club
Good girls, they be in church!
Always wonder why my grandmother
Try to get me to go to church
Please Lord forgive me, I'm 'bout to take niggas to church

Christian Louboutins, they're my best friends
I'm 'bout to put these bitches to the test then
What ya callin' spikes? What color that box?
Is it a white bag in it? Yeah? No? (Hold up) Stop!
You ain't 'bout that life ('Bout that life)
You ain't 'bout that life
You don't bounce that ass like, "Oh, Lord!"
Then climb back up the pole to meet Christ (Christ)
Saturday night, she twerkin' it for a real nigga
These niggas hatin', I hate them niggas
Make me wanna bring back Tommy Hilfiger
I'm in love with a stripper (Stripper), cuter than the nigga T-Pain (T-Pain)
Said, "I love them strippers." (Strippers) Word to my nigga 2 Chainz (2 Chainz)
Got a leather Ferrari, Eddie Murphy pants
You strippin'? Go on twerk it then, 'cause after this

I'm tryin' to go to church
Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
See some hoes, twerk!
See bad girls be at the strip club
Good girls, they be in church!
Always wonder why my grandmother
Try to get me to go to church
Please Lord forgive me, I'm 'bout to take niggas to church

[Trey Songz, The Game & Both:]
I know this ain't the first night
Go on girl, just do your thang
Don't be actin' shy
Take a sip and just do it babe
Sittin' here all night, just do it for me
Don't waste no time girl, just do it for me
Girl I pray that, me and you lay down
Said come on baby, lay down, go on, lay down
Tomb Raider, sooner or later
The way you move that ass so innovative
(Church!) Thicker than a Bible
(Church!) Oh, I need it for survival
(Church!) Lord save me!
(Church!) Poppin' bands for my baby
(Church!)

[The Game:]
I'ma crucify that pussy, I'ma nail it here, I'ma nail it there
I'ma mail it here, I'ma mail it there, doin' all this sippin' Belvedere
Gotta sheriff here and a bailiff here, all he missin' is a judge
One night with a random bitch, and she'll burn your ass like a rug
Real nigga gon' say that, real niggas don't play that
Real nigga'll take a basic bitch, then close the trunk of that Maybach
Open the trunk of that Maybach, roll the bitch in that water
Conscience start gettin' the best of you, gotta pull a ho outta that water
Try to make some sense of it, tell a ho she got baptized
Put a couple hundreds in her Trues, tell a ho "Get her act right"
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
(Trippy, man!)
"Red bottoms"'ll make her fuck; you broke niggas don't stand a chance
Church!

Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
See some hoes, twerk!
See bad girls be at the strip club
Good girls, they be in church!
Always wonder why my grandmother
Try to get me to go to church
Please Lord forgive me, I'm 'bout to take niggas to church

[Trey Songz, The Game & Both:]
I know this ain't the first night
Go on girl, just do your thang
Don't be actin' shy
Take a sip and just do it babe
Sittin' here all night, just do it for me
Don't waste no time girl, just do it for me
Girl I pray that, me and you lay down
Said come on baby, lay down, go on, lay down
Tomb Raider, sooner or later
The way you move that ass so innovative
(Church!) Thicker than a Bible
(Church!) Oh, I need it for survival
(Church!) Lord save me!
(Church!) Poppin' bands for my baby
(Church!)

[King Chip:]
Yeah...
King Chip, Eastside Cleveland ghetto mogul
You say, "Damn! You're livin' like that?"
I say, "Bitch, I told you."
Sunday mornin', extra clean, get these bitches off of him
I'ma roll through your hood, and collect my offering
Seen her with a group of friends, damn she got the best butt
Then she turned around, lookin' like Morris Chestnut
Aw, hell naw, goddamn, what the fuck?
Even though shit, a nigga still might fuck
You can be my "Plan C", just in case my "A" and "B" can't cut
Guess what? A nigga so fresh to death, I'm decomposin'
I just copped a dope ass condo, just to keep some hoes in
What I'm gon' do with all these racks?
Damn, what she gonna do with all that ass?
That baby oil is Holy Water
Ever met a young nigga with too much cash?
Her baby daddy live by my words
Damn, she cold, she got them curves
Double parked outside of the club
Niggas like, "Damn! They got some nerve"
Smokin' these Ls in the pulpit
With OG Chuck in the cool bitch
Got ten thousand all in ones 'cause, damn, that ass is stupid (Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha!)

[Trey Songz, The Game & Both:]
I know this ain't the first night
Go on girl, just do your thang
Don't be actin' shy
Take a sip and just do it babe
Sittin' here all night, just do it for me
Don't waste no time girl, just do it for me
Girl I pray that, me and you lay down
Said come on baby, lay down, go on, lay down
Tomb Raider, sooner or later
The way you move that ass so innovative
(Church!) Thicker than a Bible
(Church!) Oh, I need it for survival
(Church!) Lord save me!
(Church!) Poppin' bands for my baby
(Church!)