Lord Knows (feat. Rick Ross & Dom Kennedy)

Na na na na
Dolla $ign
Na na na na na na na na
Ooh, yeah
Last week I fucked five bitches, don't remember one name (one name)
She wanna know more, I want one thing (yeah)
Had her drinkin' and smokin' on the tour bus (ooh, yeah)
Last year I remember they ignored us (yeah)
She used to fuck with A$AP
Too $hort said he know the bitch from way back
These groupie hoes ain't got no morals
Where that pussy goes only Lord knows
Only Lord knows, Lord knows
How'd I make it out of nothin'? Only Lord knows
Why these niggas stay frontin'? Only Lord knows
Ooh, Lord knows, Lord knows
Is you really who you say? Only Lord knows
Why they so fake? Only Lord knows
Givin' hoes game, real shit they gon' remember
I tried to see the Mustang, it don't drop 'til December
And that's what they told me, pussy don't control me
Money don't define me, it help these hoes find me
I wonder if she wanna smoke and sit in the jacuzzi
And can I trust you to make my orange and carrot smoothie?
And would you get mad if I look at a girl booty?
I just wanna know, I just wanna know, look
Get the rag top, hit the drug spot, buy a sack
Then hit the club, who's that? Where you find her at?
Bad little motherfucker, met her up at Starbucks
Or maybe that was coffee bean, shit, I was star struck
I really don't remember
Only Lord knows, Lord knows
How'd I make it out of nothin'? Only Lord knows
Why these niggas stay frontin'? Only Lord knows
Ooh, Lord knows, Lord knows
Is you really who you say? Only Lord knows
Why they so fake? Only Lord knows
Shorty askin' my name, baby, I'm the boss
Shorty gave me that pussy, she mad I told my dogs
Never question my people, you see they roll with me
Don't matter, paper nor Swisher, my niggas smoke with me
Crack house flow, I got a mean buzz
Mob ties, look at how we dress our rings up
Ain't no love for no nigga that's goin' uphill
What's real? Ghostwrite another bud deal
Text, call, hoes Facebook, I'm in the city
Nikki Barnes takin' selfies, why you standin' with him?
Whole squad gettin' checks, you never know that feelin'
All my niggas tatted on me worth a hundred million
Never tit for tat, I'd rather send a tank
You on breakin' news, when I break the bank
When I break the bank, when I break the bank
When I break the bank, when I break the bank
How'd I make it out of nothin'? Only Lord knows
Why these niggas stay frontin'? Only Lord knows
Ooh, Lord knows, Lord knows
Is you really who you say? Only Lord knows
Why they so fake? Only Lord knows