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