No church in the wild (cover) Rita Ora

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Human beings in a mob
What's a mob to a king? What's a king to a God?
What's a God to a non-believer who don't believe in anything?
Will he make it out alive, alright, alright, no church in the wild, no church in the wild

Coke on her black skin
Make a stripe like a zebra, I call that jungle fever
You will not control the threesome
Just roll the weed up until I get me some
We formed a new religion
No sins as long as there’s permission
And deception is the only felony
So never touch nobody without telling me
Sunglasses and Advil, oh baby, last night was mad real
Sun coming up, 5 a.m., I wonder if they got cabs still?
They got cabs still?
(Wait a minute, wait a minute, waite a minute)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, yeee... Wait a minute
I live for you!
Desire
Your love is my scriptiol

Human beings in a mob
What's a mob to a king? What's a king to a God?
What's a God to a non-believer who don't believe in anything?

We make it out alive
All right, all right
No church in the wild
No church in the wild
No church in the wild
No church in the wild



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