Son Of God chords by Fat Tony

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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I am  (F sharp minor) the   son of God, getting higher
Oh Lord, oh my, can you forgive me?
She on your floor,
about to give my D a hickey
She wanna dab jobs like Lindsay
When she might OD like Whitney
She said she brought a bag of Molly
And a Xanny
Oh Lord, I've got it
Hold up
Mommy had me in her jaw
Saturday, we did it raw
CBS early tomorrow
Think I love her, does she know?
Monday morning, off to work
Three days, never heard from her
Friday, finna leave the city
Now she hit me for that work
She came to my show,
but don't wanna pay
But she'll buy some blow
when she in L .A.
She don't call no phone before 3 a .m.
Now I'm in bed with her and her best friend
I am the son of God getting higher
Oh Lord, oh my, can you forgive me?
She on your boy,
about to get my dear hickey
See, when her dad drives like Linsday
She might OD like Whitney
She said she brought a bag of Molly
And a Xanny
Oh, Lord, oh, golly
Hold up
Mommy on me when I ball
When I'm broke, she not involved
Hit it in the bathroom stall
In the Macy's, in the mall
Sunday morning in the church
Probalactics in her purse
Heard he took her on a date
I hit it first
I hit it first
I hit it first
And I can't pass with that ass in a skirt
I hit it first
I hit it first
And I can't pass with that ass in a skirt
I am the son of God getting higher
Oh Lord, oh my, can you forgive me?
She on ya boy, bout to give my D a hickey
She wanna dab jocks like Lindsay
She might OD like Whitney
She said she brought a bag of Molly
And a Xanny
Oh Lord, I've got it
Hold up