Christmas Praise (Live)
Wait a minute
Hold on
This is the truth
I was ministering somewhere one night
Bishop, and y'all know I got a pretty praise, I've been charged all my whole life
I can't, I can't control it
And the weight of glory fell so heavy on me
I start doin' what we call The Baptist Feat
But wait a minute, before I can think about it
The Lord said, "You just gave Me a Christmas praise"
I said, "What in the world is that?"
He said, "You know on Christmas, the parents pile all the gifts under the tree
And you open 'em, you're like, "Oh, thank you, mama, oh, thank you mama"
And then after all the gifts gone, they say go out the door
And it's something out there major with a big red bow on it
And you forget about thank you mama
And you just go, aah! Aah!"
I want somebody to give God a Christmas praise
Hold on, hold on, uh
Wait a minute
'Cause we been praising Him for the stuff that's under the tree
But God said, "I got some My side that you can't even imagine"
Somebody outta give God a Christmas praise
That's the one
I'm talking 'bout that one
That one with the big red bowl
The one you can't think about asking for
Somebody shout
Hold on
This is the truth
I was ministering somewhere one night
Bishop, and y'all know I got a pretty praise, I've been charged all my whole life
I can't, I can't control it
And the weight of glory fell so heavy on me
I start doin' what we call The Baptist Feat
But wait a minute, before I can think about it
The Lord said, "You just gave Me a Christmas praise"
I said, "What in the world is that?"
He said, "You know on Christmas, the parents pile all the gifts under the tree
And you open 'em, you're like, "Oh, thank you, mama, oh, thank you mama"
And then after all the gifts gone, they say go out the door
And it's something out there major with a big red bow on it
And you forget about thank you mama
And you just go, aah! Aah!"
I want somebody to give God a Christmas praise
Hold on, hold on, uh
Wait a minute
'Cause we been praising Him for the stuff that's under the tree
But God said, "I got some My side that you can't even imagine"
Somebody outta give God a Christmas praise
That's the one
I'm talking 'bout that one
That one with the big red bowl
The one you can't think about asking for
Somebody shout
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Writer(s): Tasha Cobbs Leonard
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