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Pastor (Clean) - Quality Control/Quavo/City Girls/Megan Thee Stallion
Lyrics by：Quavious Marshall/Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Shane Lindstrom
Composed by：Quavious Marshall/Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Shane Lindstrom
This beat from Murda
Quavo：
I don't stick to the script
No
Real n***a I'll punch a n***a in the lip
Oh
Get rich I'll push a brick outta here
Woo
F**k n***a free what you think this is
Free
Bad lil' ting f**k it up and then peel
Bad
Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is
Bling
Get that paperwork I told her sign it like a deal
Cash
Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills
Woo
Quavo：
Random
Oh
She twerk it in designer sandals
Woo
Ransom
Ransom
I took the mask off to smash
Smash
Santa
Santa
Big bag I bless you like a pastor
Pastor
Camera
Camera
B***h I feel like Adam Sandler
Sandler
Megan Thee Stallion：
Confess you know you in love with the drip
You know you want me come over and bless you
So let me sit on your lips ayy
I know he wanna be mine he tryna send me a sign
Turn him into a believer now he be payin' his tithes
I just landed I ain't pack a bag I ain't plan s**t
Sent him all my info and I told him
Get it handled
Crazy couldn't tame the p***y now he hate me
Hard on them h*es but for me he's a baby
Woo I'm having my way with this s**t
Huh
I'm on the way to the money
Ugh
Then on the way to the d**k
I don't know what day that it is
I wake up and pick where I live
Eenie miney mo
Ayy
I get whoever I pick
Ahh
Big fine ting neck and wrist bling
I could make a hood n***a holla like he sing
Big ole freak
Is he my type b***h he might be
B***h he might be
I could make a rap n***a holla like he sing ah
Quavo：
Random
Oh
She twerk it in designer sandals
Woo
Ransom
Ransom
I took the mask off to smash
Smash
Santa
Santa
Big bag I bless you like a pastor
Pastor
Camera
Camera
B***h I feel like Adam Sandler
Yung Miami：
I got all you can handle
Stick the p***y on his lip
How I'm gon' stamp him
Crawl on his d**k Black Panther
Hit the bank account then travel
Get to the back he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar
Lil' b***h I'm hood I ain't actin'
Nah
And I'm good I ain't askin' my hands good for smackin'
Lil' b***h stop walkin' past Chanel you know they taxin'
Them prices don't go down they go up ho stop askin'
My n***a red flaggin' I'm jet-laggin'
Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'
Get this lil' b***h out my set 'cause she keep naggin'
Wait 'til JT get home lil' b***hes we gon' keep smashin'
B***h
Wait 'til JT get home lil' b***hes we gon' keep cashin'
Diamonds keep flashin' money keep stackin'
Yeah
This dirty ho can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash
Uh
And no matter how rich I get I'm still gon' show my a*s
Period
Quavo：
Random
Oh
She twerk it in designer sandals
Woo
Ransom
Ransom
I took the mask off to smash
Smash
Santa
Santa
Big bag I bless you like a pastor
Pastor
Camera
Camera
B***h I feel like Adam Sandler
Sandler