Church Lyrics – Samm Henshaw

Mama said we in the church
You best believe this aint no hotel
Rocking your halo like a snapback
Cos you hang with ghetto angels
She told me they won’t catch you
When you fall
You know this aint gon end well
Heard somebody shot the sheriff
If its you i aint gon pay bail

She says, Good morning
Wake up wake, Good morning
Wake up wake, Good morning
She says good morning
Wake up wake, Wake up

Wake up and get yourself to church
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wake up and get yourself to church
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wake up wake up wish i could hear you right now
Somebody come and tell this lady cool down
Wake up and get yourself to church
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Poppa said to be a man
Best keep your word until the final days
Said if you sign up you’ll be covered
See my church don’t take no holidays
He said i’ll drop my anchor in the storm
Until your tears leave the waves
Don’t walk these streets looking for beef
Cos hells an oven with a cold flame

She says, Good morning
Wake up wake, Good morning
Wake up wake, Good morning
She says good morning
Wake up wake, Wake up

Wake up and get yourself to church
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wake up and get yourself to church
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wake up wake up wish i could hear you right now
Somebody come and tell this lady cool down
Wake up and get yourself to church
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Granny told me when you get ya blessings
Church want 10 percent
They had ya back when you was down
Dont forget Hold up wait
Holy Ghost bullet ricochet
Took some time to pray
When im in the streets today
Make the devil stay awaaaaay
Aint gotta fake
But you blockin all ya blessings
when you lying bout ya age
I can feel the spirit moving
When im lighting up the stage
Who listening when u pray it
just depend on your taste

Tell me where you running
When that Kitty ain’t as warm as it was
I don’t care who you praying to
I just pray you believe in you
See what you seek is underneath
That kingdom coming make them scream
Amen from the congregation
I need a spray tan for my Jesus
And when they ask me where I’m headed
hell or heaven,
Seat belts fastening straight to Mars
Look at God!

She says, Good morning
Wake up wake, Good morning
Wake up wake, Good morning
She says good morning
Wake up wake, Wake up

Wake up and get yourself to church
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(I don’t want to wake up)
Wake up and get yourself to church
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(I don’t want to wake up)
Wake up wake up wish i could hear you right now
Somebody come and tell this lady cool down
Wake up and get yourself to church
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah