Tekster:
Trip Lee Give You That Truth

tote But we gon give you that truth Even though some bored when we talk about the Lord, we some soldiers at war We gon give you that truth You might want that

shirt And my cowboy boots And my baby blues Starina?? at you from across the room Did you see me looking at you? Yes you did, I saw you lookina?? Did you

trying to catch me slipping I ain't tripping, grain ain't the only thing that I'm gripping Boys jacking with these tow trucks, thinking they slick But take a trip to South Lee

s a loving savior you can truly know I know you seeking satisfaction, you can't find it though Tryna dash for the cash and designer clothes [Chorus: Trip Lee

chrome Even if you saved that stuff can't go with you when you back at home So allow me to encourage you, if you agree the Word is true You can only

blessing, but my question is what is this? Cause that ain't the gospel, that if you put your faith in Him To come to the Savior, and then you'll rake that

acres, dawg, wit a kiz-ost A whole lot to you, but a lil' nothing to me That's what you get, for fuckin' wit me Ain't that right, Sha Money from the D

trip dawg run it back Yall feelin that? Rap wrapped up with the gospel ay trip dawg run it back Trip Lee: If in our car you hear that boom-bep and you

to catch me slipping I ain't tripping, grain ain't the only thing that I'm gripping Boys jacking with these tow trucks, thinking they slick But take a trip to South Lee