God Bless Me With c*ck lyrics

by

Rob Apollo


[Verse 1]
All these n*ggas lie man these n*ggas all a trip
How you gonna slide you ain’t even got a whip
Go get your L’s bro you 26
Bro you 26!
I stole your b*tch but n*gga I ain’t proud of it
She give me bj's like the Chicago kid
I’m milo yaponopolis
Don’t f*ck with n*ggas this Glock I’m c*ckin it
Double cup don’t got the wok in it
White wine can't learn the stop the sh*t
Big Glock so I had to shot the sh*t
Big c*ck so she got to toppin it

[Chorus]
God blessed me with di*k
God blessed me with c*ck
f*cking on your b*tch
Don’t think I can stop
God blessed me with c*ck

[Bridge]
Big ass di*k, big ass c*ck
God blessed me with c*ck
Big ass di*k, big ass c*ck
God blessed me with c*ck
Big ass di*k, big ass c*ck
God blessed me with c*ck
Big ass di*k, big ass c*ck
God blessed me with c*ck
[Verse 2]
She on her knees for me like she tryna harvest crops
But I’m tryna harvest top, see me c*mmin’ like the cops
Lil’ b*tch on the block, doin donuts make him stop
Whip got a circ*mcision, I just chopped the top
New scope red dot, choppa’ got chicken pox
You got hoes online, they ain’t never touched your c*ck
All my hoes on time, di*k appointment six oclock
f*cking on a somolian I’m yanking on her locs
You can’t get no pus*y, so it’s c*m in all your socks
Used to wanna be a jock, then I realized I could rap
And I realized I could f*ck, and I realized ima thot
Lil baby ima whore, so come two step in this c*ck

[Chorus]
God blessed me with di*k
God blessed me with c*ck
f*cking on your b*tch
Don’t think I can stop
God blessed me with c*ck
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