Duckwrth Backyard Miracles Lyrics


BACKYARD MIRACLES by DUCKWRTH

[Intro]
I know this nigga did not fall asleep in church again

Walk on top of the water
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Miracles micracles
Walk on top of the water
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Nigga I'm a miracle away

Walk on top of the water
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Miracles micracles
Walk on top of the water
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Nigga I'm a micracle away

[Verse 1]
Jesus turned water into wine
I was born on a friday
That mean I get the party cracking (what else?)
Bring the Kool-aid in the ice tray
Hot dogs cooking in the backward
Uncle really came with his strap-on
Little cousin Dee dee turned dike
Heard she really came with a strap on
Now ain't that a real sight
Homie get to banging and a nigga want a fight
Upper cut junior, but he hit him with a right
Judo kick Johnny, chop salad with the rice
Benihana flow get it chopping on the mic
Where you get your style from?
Man I really don't know
All I really know is the shit sound nice
Sweeter than baby back ribs all night
Good God

[Hook x2]
Baby waking up Sunday morning, I feel lazy
I made out up the hood and I feel crazy
Momma said throw it on up
Jesus turn it on up, miracles in my cup

[Bridge]
Walk on top of the water
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Miracles miracles
Walk on top of the water
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Miracles happen everyday (everyday)
Nigga I'm a miracle away

[Verse 2]
Jesus made a blind man see
Wish I could do the same for my father
'Cause that nigga stuck up in the 80s
Jheri curl dripping on the counter
Man that shit a hazard if you trip on it
But really though, I ain't gon' trip on it
Miracles happen everyday
My momma raised me, that's a benefit
She said if there's anything that I want more
Is for you to see that there is some doors
All you gotta do is walk through that bitch
Man you never really know, what's really in store
But the greatest part is having some options
You ain't pimpin' and robbin'
Must've been miracles, just to be honest
I left South Central, raised by the projects

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