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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Intro: C E7 Am7 C7 F C Dm7 G
Verse 1:
C E7 Am7 C7
She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me
F C Dm7
With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money
G
I am the thesis of her prayers.
C E7
Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers,
Am7 C7 F
Only ones she loves as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor.
C Dm7
I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma
G
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma!
C E7
Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
Am7 C7
Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide.
F C
Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club,
Dm7 G
Santa, something told me I should bring my butt to church!
Chorus:
C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Bridge:
C E7 Am7 C7
Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C E7 Am7 C
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
Verse 2:
C E7
I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth.
Am7 C7
I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you.
F C
You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes,
Dm7 G
Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew.
C E7
I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate
Am7 C7
Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place.
F C
I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent
Dm7 G
You smell like, light, gas, water, electricity, rent
C E7
You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired
Am7 C7
And his praise is daily basis so I gotta try it.
F C
You're my dream catcher, dream team, team captain
Dm7 G
Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute, lemme take my butt to church!
Bridge:
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.
Chorus:
C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
C
Slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Bridge:
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.
C E7 Am7 C7
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C
Verse 1:
C E7 Am7 C7
She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me
F C Dm7
With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money
G
I am the thesis of her prayers.
C E7
Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers,
Am7 C7 F
Only ones she loves as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor.
C Dm7
I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma
G
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma!
C E7
Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
Am7 C7
Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide.
F C
Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club,
Dm7 G
Santa, something told me I should bring my butt to church!
Chorus:
C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Bridge:
C E7 Am7 C7
Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C E7 Am7 C
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
Verse 2:
C E7
I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth.
Am7 C7
I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you.
F C
You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes,
Dm7 G
Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew.
C E7
I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate
Am7 C7
Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place.
F C
I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent
Dm7 G
You smell like, light, gas, water, electricity, rent
C E7
You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired
Am7 C7
And his praise is daily basis so I gotta try it.
F C
You're my dream catcher, dream team, team captain
Dm7 G
Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute, lemme take my butt to church!
Bridge:
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.
Chorus:
C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
C
Slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Bridge:
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.
C E7 Am7 C7
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C
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