God on my side I need your God on my side God on my side, ooh ooh ooh God on my side, ooh ooh ooh God on my side, ooh ooh ooh God on my side, ooh ooh
Traduction: World Party. Dieu de mon côté.
new orleans and pussy popin' I'm a watch But since I'm by myself I got my pump on me Watchin' out for my enemys because I know they love to jump and dump on
bar and played the star everywhere I went In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own I close my eyes and picture home On my block [Chorus] Maybe
duckin or takin numbers Love to watch you at a block party, beggin for drama While unleashin on the old timers, that's on my mama I would trade my life
I buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money Man all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my bridges than jaw my dick and swallow Leave drawers
niggas that show we got nothin' but heart...(Bone Thugs) Now who was the niggas that come to my side when its about murder My niggas...my niggas'll hurt
Rhymes} You can be my lady, you coul even be my lollipop sucker The road dawg baby comin like the mad trucker Lot of jealous niggaz lookin funnier than Chris Tucker God
be funny I buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money Man all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my bridges than jaw my dick and swallow Leave
t wanna go on Living in this world without you Repeat 1 You really fucked me Kim You really did a number on me Never knew me cheating on you would come
change and I'm the motherfucking cashier Nickels for my thoughts Dimes in my bed Quarters of the Kush Ain?t the limes in my head Take my verses too serious
needs change and I'm the mofucking cashier, Nickels for my thoughts, Dimes in my bed, Quarters of the kush, Ain't the limes in my head, Take my verses
some great concern and told one too many lies And now I see the world through these sad, old, jaded eyes So what if I threw a party and all my friends
this nut on your tv glass! Anyway, been workin on my brand new shit A brand new group with my homies Twisted It's called Dark Lotus, shit I play somethin
hop genocide Medication in my cup because my flow sick Got a syringe in my draws, call it dope dick And my girls say you niggas can't fuck with me Check my
writin to keep me and Brooklyn from fightin Tellin me to pay my respects and move to the side But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let people
