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HotSource - Oh Lord (feat. A-Clipse & Burn TBA) Lyrics



HotSource - Oh Lord (feat. A-Clipse & Burn TBA) Lyrics




Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Yeah Burn

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Burn, Burn, Burn

Oh Oh Oh tryna stack these O's
Bitch I been out here banging with the
Bros
So I gotta keep my eyes on the road
And I gotta take my mind of these hoes
Eyes on the road te sɛ rockstone
Twediampong ne Blessings afe wei the squad go blow (blow blow)
Yeah So we put in work in for the notes (put in work nigga)
Till the day this rollie on me got me catching cold
Rubberbands rubberbands (bands)
Skinny Burnzino always been the run it man (na me dwane dwane)
Lord forgive me i been out of hand (oh my Lord forgive me)
Yeah yeah I been chasing after bands (na me twa me seven)
Yeah TSD (D!)
See the way speed (whoa!)
Got a wake up call boy that was money calling me (na me da)
Mama told me get it right by any means (pah pah!)
I can't do no wrong thats Kobe checks down on my feet (Boom!)

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

(AC TSD uhuh)
Different!

Chale, I no fi to dey kwa
You get nothing do, go get you paper
If you hustle, you go get you hater
Cos nobody go love make you make am
E be straight fact, you stay sharp
We no play harp but we pulling strings
E no matter whether e be good or sin
If the kudi coming then I'm good within
Run up a cheque, till I cop an Audemars or Patek
Grinding for the money, power, respect
Keep on adding so I'm not gonna lack
Aye aye
I got a pack
Had to run it till I got me cheque
If you go know what is up in me head
All I really want is the crumbs of the bread
When it's gonna fall in place?
I just want it all in case
Just got off a call with H
Say we gonna ball with greats
Now I never go give face
Cos my menners all been ace
Ten toes down, two feet
I ain't planning to switch place
A!

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Me and my niggas we be working everyday
So nobody go fi tell we say we be lazy, or we crazy
Couple of friends gave up on us! Nobody knows tomorrow (skrrrrr)
We no get money we no get cars ! Enso y3b3 nya de3 yede b3 t) shotto
Heaven for bless us
Yabr3 ne rap yep3 s3 mo sa
Wo hyiaa me wo town aa hala me ebia na 2ghc hy3 meho mede b3 ky3wo
Wadwen y3 wo s3 u go fi gbala me
Me nyame naa me som nu ob3kyewo
Debia geng geng geng geng p3 edwuma bi y3 na gyae Facebook
So many girls hitting me up wanna see how my face look
Woh! kwesi si grind grind grind grind grind err day
Da ben na menya air play, oh Lord have mercy
Mame Davido 30 billion, so say ago buy my girl weavon
Hating on me u wrong (yaaaah)
Wo! Wo! Wo!
Bitch looking like a dominoes, Falling anyhow
I'm a freaking dionysus, u gotta take a bow (Bow)
Pull up in a bonshaker real gees at the back (skrrrrr skrrrr)
It's HS and you know am back that!

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo
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Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Yeah Burn

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Burn, Burn, Burn

Oh Oh Oh tryna stack these O's
Bitch I been out here banging with the
Bros
So I gotta keep my eyes on the road
And I gotta take my mind of these hoes
Eyes on the road te sɛ rockstone
Twediampong ne Blessings afe wei the squad go blow (blow blow)
Yeah So we put in work in for the notes (put in work nigga)
Till the day this rollie on me got me catching cold
Rubberbands rubberbands (bands)
Skinny Burnzino always been the run it man (na me dwane dwane)
Lord forgive me i been out of hand (oh my Lord forgive me)
Yeah yeah I been chasing after bands (na me twa me seven)
Yeah TSD (D!)
See the way speed (whoa!)
Got a wake up call boy that was money calling me (na me da)
Mama told me get it right by any means (pah pah!)
I can't do no wrong thats Kobe checks down on my feet (Boom!)

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

(AC TSD uhuh)
Different!

Chale, I no fi to dey kwa
You get nothing do, go get you paper
If you hustle, you go get you hater
Cos nobody go love make you make am
E be straight fact, you stay sharp
We no play harp but we pulling strings
E no matter whether e be good or sin
If the kudi coming then I'm good within
Run up a cheque, till I cop an Audemars or Patek
Grinding for the money, power, respect
Keep on adding so I'm not gonna lack
Aye aye
I got a pack
Had to run it till I got me cheque
If you go know what is up in me head
All I really want is the crumbs of the bread
When it's gonna fall in place?
I just want it all in case
Just got off a call with H
Say we gonna ball with greats
Now I never go give face
Cos my menners all been ace
Ten toes down, two feet
I ain't planning to switch place
A!

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Me and my niggas we be working everyday
So nobody go fi tell we say we be lazy, or we crazy
Couple of friends gave up on us! Nobody knows tomorrow (skrrrrr)
We no get money we no get cars ! Enso y3b3 nya de3 yede b3 t) shotto
Heaven for bless us
Yabr3 ne rap yep3 s3 mo sa
Wo hyiaa me wo town aa hala me ebia na 2ghc hy3 meho mede b3 ky3wo
Wadwen y3 wo s3 u go fi gbala me
Me nyame naa me som nu ob3kyewo
Debia geng geng geng geng p3 edwuma bi y3 na gyae Facebook
So many girls hitting me up wanna see how my face look
Woh! kwesi si grind grind grind grind grind err day
Da ben na menya air play, oh Lord have mercy
Mame Davido 30 billion, so say ago buy my girl weavon
Hating on me u wrong (yaaaah)
Wo! Wo! Wo!
Bitch looking like a dominoes, Falling anyhow
I'm a freaking dionysus, u gotta take a bow (Bow)
Pull up in a bonshaker real gees at the back (skrrrrr skrrrr)
It's HS and you know am back that!

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo
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Writer: Benjamin Selasi, Clinton Osafo, Kyauta Pengel
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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