You Need Jesus Lyrics – Baby Gravy

You Need Jesus Lyrics latest song by Baby Gravy. Lyrics were written by Alex Gumuchian, Christian Dold, and Matthew Hauri and produced by Christian Dold

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Ladies and gentlemen of the congregation
This is Pope Gravy
Please put your hands together for Pastor Baby

You need Jesus (Jesus)
Go back to church (B*tch)
What if I don’t wanna?
Smoking marijuana
Deliver her banana
Take a few hits then I’m reaching my nirvana (Where you at?)
I ain’t hittin’ Sunday school (Amen)
Get bread, sip wine after school (Bought a cat?)
Baptized, infinity pool
Three wise hoes, what would Jesus do?

Catch me on the block, slamming big c*ck
Fifty on a watch, make a white b*tch crip-walk
Drain a couple threes, first name Barack
Call my momma, tell her got a star on the sidewalk (Skr, skr, skr, skr)
Four days, like twеnty condoms
Practice safe s*x, no problеm
She licky on my d*cky, that’s the cerebellum
Bro, chill out, honestly
You need Jesús
Fake news
Prance around the club with the Quaaludes
Oh my God, Gravy just came through
Like what the heck did they pay you? (Skr, skr, skr, skr)
Maybe I just wanna turn up with the homies and the honeys in Bahamas
I be in Hawaii just to pull up on Moana (Wait, how old is Moana?)
Not a MILF
F*ck that, I’ll take her momma

You need Jesus (Jesus), go back to church (B*tch)
What if I don’t wanna?
Smoking marijuana
Deliver her banana
Take a few hits then I’m reaching my nirvana (Where you at?)
I ain’t hittin’ Sunday school (Amen)
Get bread, sip wine after school (Bought a cat?)
Baptized, infinity pool
Three wise hoes, what would Jesus do?

First things first, I run an audible
Hair real nice, I’ll sell my folicles
Break a sweat in her abdominals
Deep in her Mariana’s Trench, nautical
Mother nature tryna f*ck, I’m doing botany (Plants)
Gravy bought a pool, man, that shit is watery (Splash)
​Baby cash got cash, won the lottery
I’m a G with the D, gettin’ P, that’s economy
¿Cómo se llama?
They call me Gravy, I’m hot like a sauna
Colite de rana
I’m in mi cama, just countin’ up commas
Say adiós to your b*tch, call mañana
Y tu mama también
Hittin’ hot yoga off a Ambien
Wake up in the morning with the Tampa 10
Oh shit, and a friend

You need Jesus (Jesus), go back to church (B*tch)
What if I don’t wanna?
Smoking marijuana
Deliver her banana
Take a few hits then I’m reaching my nirvana (Where you at?)
I ain’t hittin’ Sunday school (Amen)
Get bread, sip wine after school (Bought a cat?)
Baptized, infinity pool
Three wise hoes, what would Jesus do?

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