God, Love, Sex and Drugs

Album: Kimberly: The People I Used to Know (2017)
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  • Tell me how to do it like James Brown! (Whoa!)
    Tell me how to do it like James Brown! (Yeah)

    Got the coffee table, got the paper, got the Scriptures
    Got the liquor, got the Swishas
    Bout to get turnt up
    Got the Bible, turn the pages, hit the switches
    Get the digits, call the homies
    Tell them all to pull up!
    Backbone to the pavement
    And I pray beyond the spaceships
    Two feet on the ground, fuckin' up
    Screamin' "Oh my God!" now

    Got a vice, cold as ice
    Whatever your drug of choice, you pay the price
    So don't you knock me down or knock it 'til you try it
    Don't judge me!

    They say that we're crazy (Hit me!)
    Hoooah, 'cause they don't understand us, us!
    (Yeah, uh!)
    (That what they talkin', uh)
    But now they talkin' crazy!
    (Always talkin' crazy)
    Who said that I can't have everything I want?
    (One more time now!)
    Ooh (the revolution will be televised)
    Talkin' God, love, sex and drugs!

    Call the doctor, call my daddy, call my mama
    Call the pastor, this communion
    Tell 'em fill my cup!
    We admit that we got issues
    God forgive us, we are sinners
    Guns N' Roses, middle fingers up!

    Gotta vice, wrong and right
    Whatever your drug of choice, you pay the price
    And, Lord, I'm just hopin' to get a second try
    Don't judge me!

    They say that we're crazy
    (Aw shit now!)
    Hoooah, 'cause they don't understand us, us!
    (Ha-ha, yeah!)
    But now they talkin' crazy
    Who said that I can't have everything I want?
    (Everybody drunk, huh?)
    Oh
    Talkin' God, love, sex and drugs!

    (Oh)
    'Cause you fall for anything if you don't stand for somethin'
    (Oooooooh!)
    And are fears alike well, you know come a dime a dozen
    (Oooooooh!)
    When it all comes around full-circle, we did it out of lo-o-ve!
    So don't you tell me

    People say that we're crazy
    Huh, they don't understand us, us!
    (I'm just sayin, fuck it!)
    But now they talkin' crazy
    Who said that I can't have everything I want?
    Noooo why?
    Talkin' God, love, sex and drugs!

    I want it all!
    I'm like, ATM!
    I want all the money!
    I want some God
    Some loooove
    A lot of sexxxx
    And some drugs!
    You know, nothing illegal!
    Talkin' God, love, sex and drugs! Writer/s: GABRIELLE N. NOWEE, UFORO IMEH EBONG
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Royalty Network, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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