Praise You

Praise, praise, praise, praise Praise, praise, praise, praise I just wanna praise you Uh, you gotta love how it worked out You work hard and you work out But you keep it cool, you was raised in a church house Them Hit-Boy chords known to bring the church out! You been hurting now you fragile For your love I'll go to war, I'll go to battle I'd lock you down if I had a shackle Church, preach, tabernacle What it ain't? What it is? What it ain't? What it is? If you ain't scared to do your dance then hit the floor 'cause this your jam What it ain't? What it is? What it ain't? What it is? You're the woman a man needs 'cause you don't need a man That's perfect, just hit me on my line Don't be blind to them niggas chasing after your behind You do it for that boy who taught the world how to shine You don't do it for the Vine that's why I had to make you mine Go They want you gone I want your time They want you out your clothes I want you mine Let me praise you Let me praise you Girl I just wanna praise you They want you gone I want your time They want you out your clothes I want you mine Let me praise you (Don't stop) Praise you (Don't stop) Praise you (Don't stop) Praise you Alright, you don't like clubs, I think that's perfect But chivalry died and girls named it thirsty And I'm still finding myself opening doors and giving flowers and making sure you walk in first And when I sit back and break Pineapple Express open They look for love with their eyes closed and their legs open These other girls always single with the summer Just young and having fun I don't judge 'em but you know One lucky woman is gonna get the opportunity to come and get a wedding ring from me And they hit me then sitting next to you Doing absolutely means absolutely everything to me So I had to make a song for when you're alone and I'm not on the phone you can play this and never cry I guess I did it I finally get it when they say if a writer falls in love with you then you can never die And this'll out-live me They want you gone I want your time They want you out your clothes I want you mine Let me praise you Let me praise you They want you gone I want your time They want you out your clothes I want you mine Praise you (Don't stop) Let me praise you (Don't stop) Praise you (Don't stop) Praise you What you doing girl? You doing it right So don't stop doing it Praise you I just wanna praise you girl Praise you Praise you Praise you Praise you --- Praise You - Musiq Soulchild and Audio Push