Oh Lord

Yeah
Oh, yeah, nice and loud
Haha, oh, yeah
Huh, RJ
Okay, I'm ready
Just record any time, yo
Yeah, here we go

Yo, repped on this, recognize
I wreck all kids on live, I direct all pies
I proceed, little old me
Your girl gon' act like she don't know me (Ricky)
3 AM, where she gon' go freak?
Shoot, don't try to act like my phone don't beep (Beep)
Meet me in the back of the throne, don't sleep
Vicky ain't prayin' when she's on both knees
"Lord, almighty," that's what she hollers nightly

In the middle, hit her like I'm sentimental, gentle, I'm
Like this, feelin' better when I get it on

Feelin' women while I'm with 'em, hit 'em in a thong

We rollin' outta control
Got them dubs and we good to go
Got love, then you got to know
How we sayin', "Oh, Lord"
She ain't your chick (Oh, Lord)
She left your crib (Oh, Lord)
She's in my whip (Oh, Lord)
Got this whole club sayin', "Oh, Lord"

Miss, I don't wanna hold your hand
Miss, I don't wanna know your man
Just lead me to the sofa, ma'am
Hit it while you watchin' Oprah, ma'am
Come back hunchback like Notre Dame (Damn)
Don't mean to knock your portrait down
Listen, mami, a ten, you a soldier now
Hold four hundred, she hug it and you know she want it
I quick draw (Khabib), dishonorable discharge

We rollin' outta control
Got them dubs and we good to go
Got love, then you got to know
How we sayin', "Oh, Lord"
She ain't your chick (Oh, Lord)
She left your crib (Oh, Lord)
She's in my whip (Oh, Lord)
Got this whole club sayin', "Oh, Lord"

But really I'm ruthless rude, I don't kiss Ruthless
You next, I'm just here with you 'cause Rick left
Creepin' every weekend, sneakin' if you freakin'

Diesel, teamed up, freakin' when he sleepin'
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
Your chick with Quik, singin', "Bon voyage"

Ricky Rock, rock, Quik-y rock, rock out
Rock your lady, you can't stop me, baby
Lip lock, hips rock when Chris pop
(You Rick, huh?) It wasn't me like Rick Rock
Which one? What was her name again?
Trisha? Never met her
(What's a thorn doin' on your dresser?) Um...

We rollin' outta control
Got them dubs and we good to go
Got love, then you got to know
How we sayin', "Oh, Lord"
She ain't your chick (Oh, Lord)
She left your crib (Oh, Lord)
She's in my whip (Oh, Lord)
Got this whole club sayin', "Oh, Lord"