Oh Lord – Shy Glizzy lyrics

Lyrics Oh Lord – Shy Glizzy

Oh Lord lyrics
I can feel somebody cryin’ for me like Oh Lord
That n***a turned his back on you, that’s your dog
My b***h she giving love, told her to hold on
Cause any given day can get caught in a war zone
Lil mama she a dime, so I paid her student loan
Any my n***a love to talk, now I can’t even us phones
I think these niggas lyin that’s why I don’t do their songs
Everybody wanna ride the wave when you on

Can’t begin to relax a whole lot (A whole lot)
Brought her into my head, y’all, like a Tylenol
Got a little model broad (Uh), yeah, she know how to f**k
R-I-P my dawg (Uh), yeah, I miss all of y’all (God damn, God damn)
I just sent some bread to my n***a in the pen
When they ask the question, “Suck my d**k” is what he said (Hahahaha)
On murder’s where I’ll stand on until I’m bloody red (Okay)
I’ll murder you on camera, holmes, no, I ain’t fuckin’ scared (Uh)
Peanut butter jelly ’til I motherfuckin’ lost it (Uh)
N***a, you should see my mansion, look like a motherfuckin’ apartment
Pull that God damn Maybach out (Yah), feel good that I ain’t stoppin’ (Good)
N***a, my Glock got a double, check it, we can get it poppin’, n***a

I can feel somebody cryin’ for me like Oh Lord
That n***a turned his back on you, that’s your dog
My b***h she giving love, told her to hold on
Cause any given day can get caught in a war zone
Lil mama she a dime, so I paid her student loan
Any my n***a love to talk, now I can’t even us phones
I think these niggas lyin that’s why I don’t do their songs
Everybody wanna ride the wave when you on

Hundred rounds in my TEC, got them choppers on the deck (B-r-r-r)
Got her movin’ smart now, she different, I’m playin’ chess (Gang)
Got that big boy Rolly, now I want the Patek (‘Tek)
Got that money and power and a whole lot of ‘guettes (Gang)
Fell out with two of my homies ’cause one a snake and one a rat
Damn, I thought I could trust you, but you lost all my respect (F**k it)
Thought you was better than that, f**k it, I know what to expect (I know what to expect)
It’s gon’ be a murder, it’s gon’ be a mess versuri-lyrics.info
Pull up with them choppers, make it rain on your set (Murder, murder, murder)
I been gone all night, I barely even slept (I barely even slept)
Lil’ b***h, that p***y dead, the f**k you thought you wasn’t gettin’? (Thought you wasn’t gettin’?)
My mama know I thug and grandpa got me on them gats
A n***a play with three, the police know what’s comin’ next
I done did my dirt, know niggas might want get back (Might want get back)
She from way out in the suburbs, have her in the projects
She say she worried ’bout me, I stay on point, I keep the gat (Murder, murder, murder)

I can feel somebody cryin’ for me like Oh Lord
That n***a turned his back on you, that’s your dog
My b***h she giving love, told her to hold on
Cause any given day can get caught in a war zone
Lil mama she a dime, so I paid her student loan
Any my n***a love to talk, now I can’t even us phones
I think these niggas lyin that’s why I don’t do their songs
Everybody wanna ride the wave when you on

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Oh Lord - Shy Glizzy
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