On God Lyrics

I put your bitch in a Porsche

I get it straight from the source

I came out of the snow

Then I went back for the sport

I did it again of course

I did it again of course

I did it again of course

I did it again of course

Aye aye

I did it again of course

Aye aye

I did it again of course

Aye aye

I did it again of course

Aye aye aye

Married to my checks don't need a wife

I'll take the lil out your name I want a lot

Six figures first year I quit my job

I want a Cullinan for all my friends on Christmas

I want a Cullinan for all my friends on Christmas

I should have hit that hoe in the face when I was tempted

I'm in the zone locked in might of popped me a ritalin

Slum shoot from the three like he was a Piston

I want love but it's too much of a commitment

Put my arms around your bitch Larsa Pippin

In this game you drop the ball or you pivot

Aye

I know that it's wrong

I did it again

I did it of course aye

I know what I want aye

I put in my heart and my soul

I wager it all aye

I put it on me aye

I put it on bros aye

I put it on Hov aye

I put it on god

I put it on god

I put it on god aye

When I was 8 I should have died but then I survived aye

It's gotta be god

It's gotta be god

It's gotta be god aye

I slept on them couches it made me a man I was Mulan aye

Got nothing but pride aye

So drop the facade aye

I treat it like 08

I put you in MySpace

Hell is a highway

Heavens a long way

But I did it my way

I did it again

I did it again

I did it again of course