Pastor:

Hey siter Bettie, sister Clara

And who is this? You new here, ain't you brother?

Willie D:

Yep

Pastor:

Well welcome to Mount Paid in Full

God sure is good, ain't he?

Willie D:

Sure is

Pastor:

Well we gonna ask you to put all you valuables in this here cup

And pass all your other metal objects to brother Swaggert

You can pick em up over there on the other side

Willie D:

What, y'all having a problem with weapons or something in Church?

Pastor:

No, brother, it's just that Pastor Gimme don't want no change in the

church

Verse 1:

Ain't that a bitch, the churchhouse getting rich

But I'm looking like dookie on a stick

As soon as I walked in, they couldn't wait

To pass that goddamned collection plate

And before I could stick my dollar in

The ushers were making rounds again

To get there I had to hitch a ride

And these motherfuckers talking about 20 percent in tithes

Telling me it's for the homeless, and those

With nowhere to go, but at night the church door is closed

Now you can come as you are

But you better be sharp as a tack, with a new car

Cause if you ain't got that cash

Watch them so-called Christians talk about your ass

I don't give a fuck about your blessings

You want to know my religion, why don't you guess it

Chorus: (2x)

Why's everybody keep playing with God?

Verse 2:

I gotta talk about these clowns behind the pulpit

Cause they full of that bullshit

It's no wonder they think they large

With these motherfucking members treati