PRAYERSFORMYEX

Yeah

I'd like to start with a prayer

I pray them fake niggas stay the fuck from 'round me, yeah

I pray that you don't ever lose yourself without me

Pray you make the club rain when your thoughts are clouded

You know I'm 'bout it, 'bout it, babe

I was riding with you, that's on God

Pray you never finish where you start

Pray you heal the wounds on your heart

Pray you light it up when it gets dark, I know

Rather hit the club than say you miss when I'm home

That's some shit that you won't ever kill your pride for

That's some shit that, damn

That's some shit'll make a real nigga cry for

Do you think about me, think about me, think about me?

Oh-whoa, oh-whoa, oh no, no

Do you think about me, think about me, think about?

Do you think about me, think about me, think about me?

Oh, yeah

Girl, tell me now, tell me now

Tell me now

I feel like I lost you for a second

Feel like I lost you

Hello?

I know what you're used to but

This club is open all night

Shots on me, body on me

Praise the Lord, oh my soul

Hands up, give it all to the Lord

Swear I haven't seen a church in so long

I've been getting way to high and laying low

Baby, it's another night of need to know

Maybe it's another night of letting go

I need you to drop it down and touch your toes before I go

Oh

I left home and I've been on the run, you know

I don't know why church feels like the cut, you know

But you started confessing all your sins, you say

"Every bad girl needs love, you know"

Every bad girl needs someone

Oh