Christian lyrics
by DIVINE
I don’t do sh*t I’m Christian, uh
f*ck on that b*tch like a Christian, uh
Now she is pregnant and distant, uh
Divorce not an option, it’s epic, uh
Thot get the f*ck up off my truck
I don’t f*ck around with thotties, because I’m Christian as f*ck
I met a foreign b*tch, imma deport that b*tch
I heard your whore’s a b*tch, you better extort that b*tch
Exploit that b*tch now you’re rich
Ayyy ayyy ayyy ayyy ayyy
Ice on my wrist
Ayyy ayyy ayyy ayyy
Your mans a b*tch
Sorry, I didn’t know you’re married
Made a lifetime commitment to one too many
Make me wanna puke (ahh ah ah)
I’m sorry
sh*t so fake just like the f*cking moon landing
Can’t alleviate the pain cause I’m feelin like a real man
Feeling high above the clouds just like a Peter Pan
Man I don’t know what to do man I’m feelin like a real man
Wanna make the money and dough but I’m feeling like a Peter Pan
Ay b*tch yeah
Don’t know what to feel this is surreal
Can’t pee next to my friends in a urinal
Not a girl I write in a journal
Ayayyayayayayyayayyayyahahshahah
I don’t do sh*t I’m Christian, uh
f*ck on that b*tch like a Christian, uh
Now she is pregnant and distant, uh
Divorce not an option, it’s epic, uh
Thot get the f*ck up off my truck
I don’t f*ck around with thotties, because I’m Christian as f*ck