G.O.T.H.A.M. City - Oh Lord lyrics

[Intro: City Paper & Young Buck] Yeah... haha Whole club looking at you like "Oh my lord" Oh..oh my lord I'm getting money and I ball so hard, she like Oh my god, oh my god Oh my god I'm getting this bread, oh my god Oh my god I'm ducking feds, oh my god Oh my god, oh my god [Hook: City Paper & Young Buck] I'm c**aine dreaming, no I don't sleep b**h I'm booming and banging, try'na buy a Benz in a week Oh lord... All this dope I'm thinking "Oh lord" All these pounds I'm thinking "Oh lord" We be baging up ounces, it's f**ed up in these streets I got four trap houses trying to get it up in a week Oh lord... All these pills I'm thinking "Oh lord" All this lean I'm thinking "Oh lord" [Verse 1: Young Buck] In the kitchen cooking soft you know I make it go hard And it's "f** you" to the n***as out here that taking your job Shake it.. I'm trying to bring two bags so I'm patient Gotta use that for motivation, let your wrist whip in rotation Paper.. chasing.. Wish I could take a vacation The money good so I'm raising, I'm like f** the time I'm facing Never seen so much dope in my life... Oh lord! If I do this right I could buy me a house with a big ol' yard Gotta move this white, I'm [?], b**h I go [?] hard And my tits is so dark I'm pulling up with yo bra Y'all don't want no money ho, I'm cookin' up with Georgia And you ain't got no car, we look at you like "Oh my god.." [Hook] [Verse 2: Tha City Paper] Oh lord.. Right now I'm boosie collage high Backpack with them pounds in it, who the f** is that collage guy? Who the f** is that City n***a everybody keep on talking about? b**h I think that's me.. oh lord, gotta think I lied Young P Rose, I'mma wreck this game Bet it all on me, bet it gon' swang Bet I get rich, bet he don't shoot? .45 b**h, my set don't change Put it on Rick, I put it on my a**, dude I put Game Plus I'm proud of it... Oh lord [?] [?] that not me, but I got blame Homicide detectives on my twitter, gotta change my name Cash is claimed now I leave, my n***a done ten, now we free Getting cake now (Oh Lord) f**ing cerealie [Hook: City Paper & Young Buck]