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Correct Lord Knows Pt. 2 Lyrics
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Tory Lanez
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Correct Lord Knows Pt. 2
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[Intro] You see, the thing about it is, we used to be them lil niggas Now we just them niggas [Hook] All I wanted was a new Mercedes Bendin' off the corner, whippin' out the lot, I got it Women love me but the niggas hate it But I ain't gon' lose when I came from the bottom Lord knows Nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows Nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows Nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows [Verse 1] Niggas can lie but The Lord knows Guiseppe and diamond, my wardrobe I hop out the leer with my diamonds and cutlasses My new resolution is stay the fuck away from fuck niggas Ain't even drivin' 'em back She come with the team, then she's stuck with us I might buy a foreign I'm thinkin' the plate should say, "Nigga Keep Up With Us" Niggas gon' hate but they know I'm big homie Ain't gotta know nothin' to know that it's somethin' Now droppin' the bass when they see the big homie, drop it I'm flooded, they with it, bitch you can bet it for sure [Hook] All I wanted was a new Mercedes Bendin' off the corner, whippin' out the lot, I got it Women love me but the niggas hate it But I ain't gon' lose when I came from the bottom Lord knows Nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows Nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows Nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows [Verse 2] I walk in the bank and the teller call me Mr. Peterson The diamonds all up in my Rollie, tell her we gon' meet again Any time that my baby catch me with a chick I say, "She a friend" Ironic, I came to the club and my jacket was cheetah skin All of the real niggas come from Toronto Niggas'll send you away Goin' OT to kill you, then come back tomorrow Woah, this a dirty game in here He'll be a dead man walkin' If he ever wear 30 chains in here I ain't talkin' 'bout French Montana Have to worry 'bout everything in there Man niggas tryna take my soul Pray the Lord that I make my dough What it's lookin' like? Pull up in all the big bodies My whips are nothin' but exotics My bitches all got the body I got the Four in the party Ara, don't make me call my nigga Karo Ara, my Armenians fly from Fargo, woah [Interlude] Look nigga, I don't know what the fuck they told you. This Fargo shit for real. I don't play no games, they been hatin' on me since I was 'bout 8, nigga, shinin'. Designer this, designer that. Hoes see me, niggas jealous, bitches pissed. I ain't this, I ain't that. Shit, y'all niggas just mad I do my motherfuckin' thing and I'm beautiful when I do it, nigga. Ayo Bri, tell these niggas I'm the Balenciaga Bastard, nigga, shinin' with Giuseppes, every color Margielas like Starburst, nigga. I'm done. Fargo [Hook] All I wanted was a new Mercedes Bendin' off the corner, whippin' out the lot, I got it Women love me but the niggas hate it But I ain't gon' lose when I came from the bottom Lord knows Nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows Nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows Nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows, nigga, Lord knows
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