Lyrics:
Black Madonna

Black Madonna will come down for you With open arms and a veil to hide her face And Black Madonna will come down for you And there is no sickness and

Black Madonna will come down for you With open arms and a veil to hide her face And Black Madonna will come down for you And there is no sickness and

s back in style now when Rome go Gidget the other got Bridget what's more tripped out though is they sisters nah, you aint listen, they black, they sisters

babies And tryin' to break your player partners Wonder why we blaze weed daily smokin' marijuana? Your baby mamma, your mamma Your baby mamma I know she freak nasty something like a black Madonna

'ma show you how we break an artist That's a threat, I'm not makin' a promise Speak to the people like Barack Obama They worship like the black Madonna

, I'm in the house, I'm in the house Back, back, back with the boom, so give a nigga room Came with the fame, with my name came a tune The king of rock, there is none higher God [Incomprehensible] with Madonna

America, feel my drama, defecate on your baby's momma I sport the real gators, Lou Casey and Tony Llama Y'all act like divas with a flat ass like Madonna

Filthy and anonymous in Jackson, a dozen keys to nowhere in his hand Black madonna, won't you change his luck and find him fifty grand? 'Cause he's

wait for succeeding kings And I try to harmonize with songs The lonesome sparrow sings There are no kings inside the gates of Eden The motorcycle black Madonna