Blake Kelly - Oprah Lyrics
Swizzy!U know… I'm just feeling real goodI woke up this morning and saidI wanna be like erm… You know!Michael Jordan, Tiger Woods, I'm Try'na Get That Oprah (x4)Lamborghini's, no Gallardo'sRiding round, full throttleMurcielago's, Look at my lightsGod damn they look like gogglesShe, she look like a modelI travel far, MamiI'm in Dubai, Abu-Dhabi with Bugatti's Mama!Red Enzo, A Million bucksLook at my seats boy, They sewn like a tuxLouis this and Gucci thatThat's, That's on my backMy Paper this, My paper thatWhy you think that they looking like that?You know when they, when they know you got the paperThey be looking real funny(Where they at x3)They wanna pull out a black cardI'ma pull out a golden express card on ‘emFly on ‘em cuzBill Gates, Steve JobsiPhones, MicrosoftMy paper is very long, your paper is very softI am a big BOSSBoy, get lostMy new BasquiatH.O.V know what that costWe just having funIt's like New York got all scared and got all seriousIt's like we can't make no fun records no moreYou dig? I'm here!10 years in, I can do what I want nowWho's on the phone?Ya know what I mean (Who?)Tell ‘em I'll call ‘em back (Ya know what I mean!)That Oprah, ThatThat Steve Jobs and Bill GatesThat Oprah, That OprahThat Steve and that Billy Gates
