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"Oprah"


Fye

Mr.1800

[Verse 1:]
I'm a tell em how to run it. (how to run it)
They ain't really getting money
Baby I was bum broke
Who remember theme fiends
They was standing at the door
I gotta Uncle name Dan and
A cousin Name Benny
They was moving that snow
Me and Brandon on 5th
All day and all night
And I coulnt take flight
I wanna ball like Mike
Need money like Oprah
Just to live up in Europe
With a woman like Kelsey!
Cloud St baby
Ya I been a bad boy
Cash Money on me
Think a nigga Weezy Wee!
R.I.p to Catfish
We was sipping on gin
Louisiana Michigan
I bought a house for a ben
Nigga fuck yo friends
I done lost 10 friends in 5 years
Gotta watch my back
I was 16 crossing Chiraq
The only one in town
Step in New York Off the greyhound
Buddy still got pounds

[Hook:]
All I want is that Oprah. Mo Money Mo problems
How I'm really gone solve em. I don't got rich
I can't trust these niggas. These nigga gone hate me
They done got selfish. Cash Money on me
I'm a Bad boy baby. Fuck these niggas I got em!
I got baby. I got em
All I want is that Oprah. Mo Money Mo problems
How I'm really gone solve em. I don't got rich
I can't trust these niggas. These nigga gone hate me
They done got selfish. Cash Money on me
I'm a Bad boy baby. Fuck these niggas I got em!
I got baby. I got em

[Verse 2:]
No money No friends. I need money like Ben
You know my last name Franks
I ain't even gone change it. No need to explain it
They done put me in the game
Should of left me on the bench
Cause I'm a run threw em all
Who the man gone ball?
When I was bum Broke. I didn't have no dogs
It was all cloud street. 3 day I ain't eat
With No tricks No treats. Let it turn Halloween
Now they see me masked up. and I'm rocking new jeans
I got the brand new machine. Who the Louisiana King
That don't mean a dam thing. Need money mo cream
I'm a live my dream. All my mama kids too
I done switch my style about 4 or 5 times
I'm a take what's mines. Who the man right now
Tell em write that down. Niggas biting my rhymes
Coast 2 coast Yung Ko. Tell em all let's go
I see they move to slow. They ain't nothing like Ko
Put it all on the floor. I'm jut out to get doe
Mane fuck these niggas

[Hook:]
All I want is that Oprah. Mo Money Mo problems
How I'm really gone solve em. I don't got rich
I can't trust these niggas. These nigga gone hate me
They done got selfish. Cash Money on me
I'm a Bad boy baby. Fuck these niggas I got em!
I got baby. I got em
All I want is that Oprah. Mo Money Mo problems
How I'm really gone solve em. I don't got rich
I can't trust these niggas. These nigga gone hate me
They done got selfish. Cash Money on me
I'm a Bad boy baby. Fuck these niggas I got em!
I got baby. I got em

[Thanks to Marcus Franks for these lyrics]

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