| (EarlOnTheBeat)
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| I ain't mad at 'em, baby
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| If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy
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| Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I just wanna take you out
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| Fuck you in your mama house
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| Overseas, I fly you out
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| Is it trickin' if she really love me? |
| Let's just find it out
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| Baby, what's up with your mouth?
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| City girl straight from the South
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| Back home on a presi', I'm Obama, ayy, I condone the drama, ayy
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| I tongued down Madonna, ayy, do you need pajamas? |
| Yeah
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| Stayin' the night, girl, you promised it
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| I hide in the cave like Osama did
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| I'm blowin' a bag in the Diamond District
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| You need me like dollars that are owed to you, yeah
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| Money and me are the same, but I just don't fold for you, yeah
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| Run me a body, I'll put a Range on the road for you
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| I don't know what you were told, but I ain't mad at you, baby
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| If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy
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| Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I just wanna take you out
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| Fuck you in your mama house
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| Overseas, I fly you out
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| Is it trickin' if she really love me? |
| Let's just find it out
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| Baby, what's up with your mouth?
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| City girl straight from the South
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| Is they mad that you fuck with me? |
| (Is they mad, mad, mad?)
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| Is they mad that you ride around in a Bentley? |
| (Skrrt)
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| Is they mad that you not with them? |
| (Is they mad?)
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| Same hoes hatin' be in my DM (That's too sad)
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| Lockin' it down, lockin' it down, lockin' it down, I want you (I want you)
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| I want them to know you're my baby boo (My boo)
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| We still make it lit when ain't nothin' to do
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| Every time we step out, niggas look at you
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| (No, no, no, no, make him hit it and then quit it)
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| I ain't mad at 'em, baby
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| If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy
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| Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I just wanna take you out
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| You look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I just wanna take you out
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| You look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I just wanna take you out
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| You look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I ain't mad at 'em, baby
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| My bitch pull up lookin' like Oprah bank (Let's go)
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| Take a pic with a bitch and she faint (Yeah)
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| She look like a goddess, but she ain't no saint
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| My bitch 'bout it 'bout it, she need her a tank (Uh)
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| You know ain't no limit on blue hundreds
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| My bitch like a big bag of money, this new money (Chill)
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| You gon' make the bitch think that you love her (Fuck you)
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| Hold her hand right in front you, we too public (Aw)
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| Take the lil' nigga bitch, he ain't do nothin' (Yeah)
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| Now his bitch goin' Baby on Baby (Let's go)
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| She want me to stay, I ain't stayin'
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| And I hope that these niggas don't play, I ain't playin' (Let's go)
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| Your bitch lookin' good as Oprah bank account
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| I'm the type to take a nigga ho from him and take her out
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| Keep the butt, I'll take the mouth
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| (No, no, no, no, make him hit it and then quit it)
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| I ain't mad at 'em, baby (Let's go)
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| If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy (Let's go)
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| Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I just wanna take you out
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| Fuck you in your mama house
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| Overseas, I fly you out
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| Is it trickin' if she really love me? |
| Let's just find it out
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| Baby, what's up with your mouth?
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| City girl straight from the South
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| I just wanna take you out
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| You look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I just wanna take you out
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| You look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I just wanna take you out
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| You look as good as Oprah's bank account
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| I ain't mad at 'em, baby |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Oprah's Bank Account , by - Lil Yachty. Song from the album Lil Boat 3.5, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп