Lyrics:
King All Glorious

, bitches You're dippin your hand in the grab bag Stopping and than I drop it, and pop em Dig up all in your ass bag She giving me head all up in the

glorious song of old From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, from heaven's all gracious

The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger In all our trials born to be our friend He knows our need, He guardeth us from danger Behold your King, before

Guide us to thy perfect light Born a king on Bethlehem plain Gold I bring to crown Him again King forever, ceasing never Over us all to reign Oh, oh

You?re altogether lovely, altogether worthy Altogether wonderful to me King of all days, so highly exalted Glorious in Heaven above Humbly You came to the earth You created All

on Don't stop Make it last all night Hey ma' what's really good? Shake ya' ass all night Come on, get in the ride Drive fast all night But you already

proceeding, Guide us to that perfect light. Born a king on Bethlehem's plain; Gold I bring to crown Him again; King forever, ceasing never, Over us all

all I do, I'll answer all of you But y'all aint saying shit like prank callers do [Chorus] [Jadakiss] Yo, it's already proven I got them birds moving All

thy perfect Light. Born a king on Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown Him again, King forever, ceasing never Over us all to reign. O star