Lyrics to Exodus 12:13
Can we give God some praise?
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He's the alpha and omega
I want the Alpha Romero and Omega
Let the spirit rain down
With the rain boots, Bottega
I know that it ain't fair it's just favored
Everything I do, extra legendary
I be in the spots where the golf carts necessary
She said that I'm handsome I said it's hereditary
Lookin' out for my dogs I'm a veterinary
I don't want the cynical people near cause uh
The hard world cold, it can get scary
And uh thank God that I'm married
Cause I found out there wasn't [?]
It ain't red, it's cherry
Lord prepare me to be a sanctuary
Pure and holy, Nick Fole-y
Who made it out the 'cuse man Andy and Stovey
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Cover me I'm going in
The fam I don't really know, like to pretend so
They hit me on the phone like "we did it again"
What you mean we man, pardon your French
All praises, all burners, all razors
All Bagels, all locks, but all papers
Omega moonwatch with our phases
66 books man I'm flipping all pages
I don't want no Gucci I just want a good qi
I just got a 12 piece hit em with the blue cheese
And I walk up in the mall it's feeling poofy
I just pull up in the SL looking coupe-y
Blew right past ya never said excuse me
I just saw the blowfish and it's bouta be a hootie
She got a side, said it was roomy
This ain't a cyber truck girl it's a dually
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He's the alpha and omega
I want the Alpha Romero and Omega
Let the spirit rain down
With the rain boots, Bottega
I know that it ain't fair it's just favored
Everything I do, extra legendary
I be in the spots where the golf carts necessary
She said that I'm handsome I said it's hereditary
Lookin' out for my dogs I'm a veterinary
I don't want the cynical people near cause uh
The hard world cold, it can get scary
And uh thank God that I'm married
Cause I found out there wasn't [?]
It ain't red, it's cherry
Lord prepare me to be a sanctuary
Pure and holy, Nick Fole-y
Who made it out the 'cuse man Andy and Stovey
[?]
Cover me I'm going in
The fam I don't really know, like to pretend so
They hit me on the phone like "we did it again"
What you mean we man, pardon your French
All praises, all burners, all razors
All Bagels, all locks, but all papers
Omega moonwatch with our phases
66 books man I'm flipping all pages
I don't want no Gucci I just want a good qi
I just got a 12 piece hit em with the blue cheese
And I walk up in the mall it's feeling poofy
I just pull up in the SL looking coupe-y
Blew right past ya never said excuse me
I just saw the blowfish and it's bouta be a hootie
She got a side, said it was roomy
This ain't a cyber truck girl it's a dually
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