Artist: The Game f/ Chantel Album: OKE: Operation Kill Everything Song: Oh Lord Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] 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?) [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] 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?) [Outro] 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