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Oh Lord

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Oh Lord

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Uh, let Jesus take the wheel of the phantom, baby!

Close my eyes, wake up, I'm in atlanta, baby

Who put the magic in magic city? Lees did!

Who popping magnum bottles with diddy? Meek yea!

Tell 'em where the beast is, tell 'em where the beach is

Leaning back on my beach chair, yeah

I'm something like a leap year

Niggas don't see me that often in this rari

But nigga, we're here!

Foreign baby, just like I got a charamon in this back wood

Let it burn, baby! (we make niggas so emotional)

I gotta pull out that hundred foot yacht and poke it with a hose

We in the poconos, stroking hoes til they open those leggings

Niggas ain't begging, we're getting all the dough

Money over bitches, till I'm fucking oprah

So, back away from my phantom, so I can open the door

Marble floors, lamborghini doors,

Oh lord

Oh lord

Oh lord!

Leanin out the window on the west side, that side, west side

Smoking green you ain't never seen!

(Can I hit that?)

Just hold it fine baby

Take a puff out it

Damn, run and tell puff bout it

Compton get on masterpiece shit, we bout it bout it

Up in greenstone, too fucking crowded

Unless it's supper club after suck my blood

Say my nigga nick in that bitch, what's up with cause?

Fuck a cop, blood, got guns it's on the up enough

Fuck with blood, cause got hundred niggas just rolling up

Still soowoo, gotta give it to my niggas, man

My nigga skee, 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 dog

Put kendrick on a pedestal where thou shall not fall

One love to my lil nigga problem

Got la turned up, like what, got him

Marble floors, lamborghini doors,

Oh lord

Oh lord

Oh lord!

Leanin out the window on the west side, that side, west side

Smoking green you ain't never seen!

(Can I hit that?)

You smoking sherm baby

Nigga, what a fuck? I'm from the valley

We don't smoke sherm

I don't know what ya'll doing in compton

But in the eight one eight we put weed in weed

Nigga, you tripping!

I'm just fucking with you, I wouldn't lace you away

Oh!

Fuck it then, let's smoke

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