Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oh Lord, artist - The Game. Album song OKE - Deluxe Edition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 09.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Crow It Up
Song language: English
Oh Lord |
| Uh, let Jesus take the wheel of a Phantom, baby! |
| Close my eyes, wake up, I’m in Atlanta baby |
| Who put the magic in Magic City? |
| Meech did |
| Who popping magnum bottles with Diddy? |
| Me kid |
| Tell ‘em where the beast is, somewhere where the beach is |
| Leaning back in my beach chair, yeah |
| I’m something like a leap year |
| Niggas don’t see me that often in this 'Rari |
| But nigga, we here! |
| Firm baby, it’s like I got Usher Raymond in this Backwood |
| Let it burn, baby! |
| (Weed make niggas so emotional) |
| I gotta pull out that hundred 'fore ya’ll can poke it with holes |
| We in the Poconos, strokin' hoes til they open those — leggings |
| Niggas ain’t begging, we gettin' Oprah dough |
| Money over bitches, till I’m fucking Oprah, so |
| Back away from my Phantom, so I can open do' |
| Marble floors, Lamborghini doors |
| Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord! |
| Hangin' out the window on the West Side, West Side, West Side |
| Smoking green you ain’t never seen! |
| (Can I hit that?) |
| Just hold it firm baby |
| Take a puff out it |
| Then run it tell puff about it |
| Copped a Bent on that Master P shit, we bought it, bought it |
| Up in Greystone, it’s too fucking crowded |
| Let’s hit Supperclub after supper, blood |
| Say my nigga nip in that bitch, what’s up with cuh? |
| Fuck with cuh, blood, got guns it’s on the up and up |
| Fuck with blood, cuh got hundred niggas just rolling up |
| Still Soo Woo, gotta give it to my niggas, man |
| My nigga Skeme, my nigga Wayne |
| My nigga Joe Moses got the hoes opened |
| My nigga YG winning, I kept the door opened |
| Can’t forget about my nigga Top Dawg |
| Put Kendrick on a pedestal where thou shall not fall |
| One love to my lil nigga Problem |
| Got the LA turned up, like whaaat? |
| Marble floors, Lamborghini doors |
| Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord! |
| Hangin' out the window on the West Side, West Side, West Side |
| Smoking green you ain’t never seen! |
| (Can I hit that?) |
| You smokin' sherm baby? |
| Nigga, what a fuck? |
| I’m from the Valley |
| We don’t smoke sherm |
| I don’t know what ya’ll do in Compton |
| But in the 818 we put weed in weed |
| Nigga, you’re tripping |
| (I'm just fucking with you, I wouldn’t lace your weed) |
| Oh, fuck it then, let’s smoke |