Oh Lord

[Verse 1: The Game] 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' [Chorus: The Game & Shontelle] 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 [Verse 2: The Game] 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? [Chorus2: The Game & Shontelle] 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? [Outro: The Game] 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