Blake Kelly - Oprah lyrics

Swizzy! U know… I’m just feeling real good I woke up this morning and said I wanna be like erm… You know! Michael Jordan, Tiger Woods, I’m Try’na Get That Oprah (x4) Lamborghini’s, no Gallardo’s Riding round, full throttle Murcielago’s, Look at my lights God damn they look like goggles She, she look like a model I travel far, Mami I’m in Dubai, Abu-Dhabi with Bugatti’s Mama! Red Enzo, A Million bucks Look at my seats boy, They sewn like a tux Louis this and Gucci that That’s, That’s on my back My Paper this, My paper that Why you think that they looking like that? You know when they, when they know you got the paper They be looking real funny (Where they at x3) They wanna pull out a black card I’ma pull out a golden express card on ‘em Fly on ‘em cuz Bill Gates, Steve Jobs iPhones, Microsoft My paper is very long, your paper is very soft I am a big BOSS Boy, get lost My new Basquiat H.O.V know what that cost We just having fun It’s like New York got all scared and got all serious It’s like we can’t make no fun records no more You dig? I’m here! 10 years in, I can do what I want now Who’s on the phone? Ya know what I mean (Who?) Tell ‘em I’ll call ‘em back (Ya know what I mean!) That Oprah, That That Steve Jobs and Bill Gates That Oprah, That Oprah That Steve and that Billy Gates