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I Can’t Stop Talking To God Lyrics
[Chorus]
I can't stop talkin' to God
He like me a lot
We smoke pot
(We love smoking medical marijuana)
I live in my parents' garage
Eatin' croissants
Love it or not (C'mon! Yeah, uh)
[Verse 1]
Hop out the coupe to air out the V-neck
Nothin' for you besides Mr. Peanut
Get it while it's fresh, put a dollar on my Amex
Chevy Impala, kitty cat, lemme tame it
Been a long flight with no entertainment
Dressed all-white, look like Mr. Clean-It
You do blow then ask for a Kleenex
Your ex-ho reached out like a T-rex
[Pre-Chorus]
You mad, bitch? Get out the way
I make it rain, yeah, I'm gettin' paid
Mad, bitch? I'm on a plane
Row got more space than MJ in Space
Jam, oh shit, I spilled my ham (Oh shit)
Really hope nobody got it on cam (Oh no)
Window seat, lay back, I'm catchin' a tan
Laughin' at everyone else in the cram (Ahahaha)
Damn
I can't stop talkin' to God
He like me a lot
We smoke pot
(We love smoking medical marijuana)
I live in my parents' garage
Eatin' croissants
Love it or not (C'mon! Yeah, uh)
[Verse 1]
Hop out the coupe to air out the V-neck
Nothin' for you besides Mr. Peanut
Get it while it's fresh, put a dollar on my Amex
Chevy Impala, kitty cat, lemme tame it
Been a long flight with no entertainment
Dressed all-white, look like Mr. Clean-It
You do blow then ask for a Kleenex
Your ex-ho reached out like a T-rex
[Pre-Chorus]
You mad, bitch? Get out the way
I make it rain, yeah, I'm gettin' paid
Mad, bitch? I'm on a plane
Row got more space than MJ in Space
Jam, oh shit, I spilled my ham (Oh shit)
Really hope nobody got it on cam (Oh no)
Window seat, lay back, I'm catchin' a tan
Laughin' at everyone else in the cram (Ahahaha)
Damn
[Chorus]
I can't stop talkin' to God
He like me a lot
We smoke pot
(We love smoking medical marijuana)
I live in my parents' garage
Eatin' croissants
Love it or not
[Verse 2]
Call me super, I'm a star
Drive you crazy, vroom a car
I stay fly like helicopter
Secret investigator
I'm James Bond with the flashlight
Too much ice, gettin' frostbite
Sippin' on Sprite at a cock fight
It's so wrong, but it feels right (Ah)
[Pre-Chorus]
You mad, bitch? Get out the way
I make it rain, yeah, I'm gettin' paid
Mad, bitch? I'm on a plane
Row got more space than MJ in Space
Jam, oh shit, I spilled my ham (Oh shit)
Really hope nobody got it on cam (Oh no)
Window seat, lay back, I'm catchin' a tan
Laughin' at everyone else in the cram
I can't stop talkin' to God
He like me a lot
We smoke pot
(We love smoking medical marijuana)
I live in my parents' garage
Eatin' croissants
Love it or not
[Verse 2]
Call me super, I'm a star
Drive you crazy, vroom a car
I stay fly like helicopter
Secret investigator
I'm James Bond with the flashlight
Too much ice, gettin' frostbite
Sippin' on Sprite at a cock fight
It's so wrong, but it feels right (Ah)
[Pre-Chorus]
You mad, bitch? Get out the way
I make it rain, yeah, I'm gettin' paid
Mad, bitch? I'm on a plane
Row got more space than MJ in Space
Jam, oh shit, I spilled my ham (Oh shit)
Really hope nobody got it on cam (Oh no)
Window seat, lay back, I'm catchin' a tan
Laughin' at everyone else in the cram
[Chorus]
I can't stop talkin' to God
He like me a lot
We smoke pot
(We love smoking medical marijuana)
I live in my parents' garage
Eatin' croissants
Love it or not
I can't stop talkin' to God
He like me a lot
We smoke pot
(We love smoking medical marijuana)
I live in my parents' garage
Eatin' croissants
Love it or not
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