Ali Collection Plate Lyrics:
(Nelly) Hey! What it look
like out therr Deacon?
(Ali) It's packed right, it's packed
(Nelly) It's packed?
(Ali) You gonna hit dis right herre?
(Nelly) Yeah let me hit da brother
(Ali) Aw, Reverand
(Nelly) That's what I'm talkin bout
Is saw a few ballas come in
earlier, they still herre?
(Ali) Yeah, that's jury, that's jury alright!
Look at erybody, Rev
(Nelly) I need these funds
Shit! Someone cue the Goddamn choir boy
(Murphy Lee)(Hook)
Don't eat sodium nitrate on my sodium glutamen
(Ali)
This is Dynamite Deacon Do-bad
Comin live from the church of Angels Dey Ain't
Starrin' Hustlin' Reverand Sufferin'
Mighta turn out funds
We got Past Da Blunt Around
And we got dat Goddamn choir boy
But right now the Reverand gon' come
and explain to you da bind of
funds and happenin'
(Nelly)(Hook 2)
Messin up my Rev
(Nelly)
Yes yes Deacon
Todays funds are being raised
for a worthy cause
(worth-worth-worthy cause)
Its to help little Ikey Jr.,
he 5 friends short of his
quarter bird
And we can not allow dat in the
church of Angels Dey Ain't
So werr herre to help no doubt brotha
(Ali) Hold, hold hold on
Reverand, hold on Reverand
(Nelly) Sorr', I'm being interrupted
(Ali) We need to pause for a
second, pause for the choir
(Nelly) For the Choir?
(Ali) For the choir, for the choir Reverand
(Nelly) For the choir, let the choir sing
Mmmmmmaaaaaaaa
(Nelly)(Chorus)
Hey, before I start my sermon today
Well, shit, I mean, I mean, I mean you know
I'd like to take dis time
and pass around( pass around
my brother)
The Collection Plate
(That muthafucka)My favorite
part of the session, bro( I'm
wit ya brother)
remember brothers and
sisters.....REMEMBAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
DIG DEEP!!!
(Murphy Lee)(Hook)
Don't eat sodium nitrate on my sodium glutamen
(Ali)
Ay yo, please 'llow me to
confuse da shit out all y'all
for a minute(ha ha)
Now, had ya listenin' to
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/mlK ]You really listenin' to the
Lord listenin' cause the
Lord got ya listenin' wit yo' listenin'
Cause you listenin to the Lord so hard
So you listenin' righta
(Nelly)
What the fuck did he say?
(Nelly)(Hook 2)
(Nelly)
As I dust off my powder blue Gators
As I call mister c-walikin my
crooked ass down the hall
I noticed dat we passed the
Collection Plate around one time
And we seem to be a little short
But we not gon' dwell on dat,
we gon' take time out to
listen to da choir
Let da choir sing......
(Nelly)(Chorus)
(Murphy Lee)(Hook)
(Ali)
Allow me to come back and confuse
the shit out yal some mo'
Now how you feelin' right now?
You ain't really feelin'
The Lord feelin' it
You feelin' it cause the Lord,the
Lord say you feelin' it
So you feelin' it
(Nelly)
Shut the fuck up
(Nelly)(Hook 2)
(Nelly)
And allow me, Husstlin' Reverand Sufferin'
To introduce you to the brotha
whose wanna turn our funds
tonight
Pass The Blunt Around a.k.a
Tresure a lil' stuff a lil'
Treasure, how the hell we lookin dirrty?
(Kyjuan)
Well, considerin our 85% Rev(oh fo sho')
Brotha Ikey is still a lil short(oh shit)
It's fine, we still got time
(Nelly)
We still got time
(Ali)
Brothas
Let us bow our head for the choir
(Nelly)
Let the choir sing
(Nelly)(Chorus)
(Ali)
It was a great show y'all (yes)
We gotta go (yes brotha)
Before we go, we gotta, pay
homage to our woderful band
(wonderful band)
You gotta give up for, Hell Raiser!!!!!!
(Nelly)
Hell Raiser, ha ha yes yes
(Ali and Nelly---talks faintly in the back)
(Nelly)(Hook 2)
(Murphy Lee)(Hook)x3
(Nelly)
What the fuck is goin' on?
Someone choke the Goddamn choir boy
Choir boy, shut the fuck up
(Nelly and Ali----talk faintly in the back)
(Nelly)
I forgot what the hell I was gon' say
(Nelly)(Hook 2)
Lyrics: Collection Plate, Ali [end]