She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me in
With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, where her money ain't
I am the thesis of her prayers.
Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers,
Only ones she love as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor.
I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma!
Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide.
Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club,
Stand tall, something told me I should bring my butt to church!
You gotta move it slow-ly,
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain.
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
You better come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth.
I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you.
You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes,
Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew.
I come to Christmas for dinnaa, fifty rolls on my plate
Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place.
I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent
You smell like, light, gas, water, electricity, rent
You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired
And his praise is daily basis so I gotta try it.
You're my dreamcatcher, dream team, team captain
Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute, lemme take my butt to church!
You better come on in this hoouse, (come on in this ha-ouse)
Cause it's gonna rain. (It's gon-na raain!)
Rain down Zion, (Rain dowwn) it's gonna rain. (It's gonna rain!)
You better come on in this house, (come on in this ha-ouse)
Cause it's gonna raain (It's gon-na rain)
Rain down Zion, (Rain down) it's gonna rain.
You gotta move it slow-ly,
Take and eat my body like it's holy.
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Slow-ly. Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
I've been waiting for you for the whole week.
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
You better come on in this hoouse, (come on in this ha-ouse)
Cause it's gonna rain. (It's gon-na raain!)
Rain down Zion, (Rain dowwn) it's gonna rain. (It's gonna rain!)
You better come on in this house, (hummum)
Cause it's gonna (she's coming) raain
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain

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