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Dre Dog & Equipto - Oh God lyrics
(*Talking*)
 It's real talk
 Like they say, you know
 "Oh God"
 [Equipto]
 It's two for the money, I'm through with the funny
 Actin hoish and sharin eachother clothes
 The game runnin the clothes, your bottom be chose
 And jealous, cause I'm doin it rockin, these shows
 Suppose the game change and still I remain tain
 Hustlin off topic bubble the same thang
 And shake it all you can girl
 It might be ladies night but it's a man's world
 I got a, plan to get it but you so random with it
 I'm gone and can't chance it
 Understand this pimpin is strong, no-no I ain't fuckin for free
 Beez it look real good but don't nothin come easy
 The bitches say "Qweezy I'm losin my mind"
 Don't trip cause it's mo' I can do with my time
 I don't rhyme for the flossy things
 I'm on the grind like coffee beans
 By all means, I yada-yadamean for the Thizz Nation
 Continuin goin hard, keep bitch breakin
 Which way it goes, I'm like "Hey"
 I'm all about makin the money the right way
 What I say goes, though I might lay low
 When I hit the scene, it's like they know, it's so typical
"Oh God"
 [Andre Nickatina]
 Man I'm forty five official and a missle in ya mentle
 Man this game is clear as crystal and it's really out to get youDre Dog & Equipto - Oh God - http://motolyrics.com/dre-dog-and-equipto/oh-god-lyrics.html
 Man this road is made of gold if you crownin me the Wizard
 Be my little pizza girl, yo and baby you'll deliver
 Cause you shootin through the city and ya pretty like a diamond
 Man walkin in the rain I couldn't tell that you was cryin
 It was all about the sugar cane, goin through the sugar thangs
 Had to get my grits baby girl when the sugar came
 Hopped you on the first plane took you to another state
 Different place, different face, stallion in the balla race
 Baby what ya gonna make, baby gave a little shake
 Said she wasn't gonna stop until she got in first place
 Focuse like a sniper shooter, on her like a Barracuda
 Talkin like I'm Rick the Ruler, this is how I have to do ya
 This is how I have to school ya, pause on three
 Bring it to the table then it's all on my, big bang
 [Equipto]
 It's temptation without the indulgin
 To show passion without the emotion
 I'm a cold cat, roll that blunt
 And off a impulse I can't hold back once
 But rapid fire, so real you can't deny
 It's like you hearin ghost from the after life
 So pass the weed, and proceed baby I get over high
 You know, cross my heart and hope to die
 You see we self-made, eatin good cause we well paid
 Although I never ever made it past the twelve grade
 No G.E.D.'s or cap and gown
 Basically known for my rappin style
 Puttin it down, and shuffle it through your town, it's big now
 I got a list I wanna turn to get down
 And my name ring bells now West to East
 It's all faults 'til a motherfucker rest in peace, you know life
"Oh God"








