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oprah - rapsody feat. leikeli47 lyrics

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eric

i’m a master (master)

y’all should give me honorary masters (masters)
rapper work the green just like the masters (the masters)
the new slave talkin’ like he got a master (woop, woop)
screamin’, “free thought” (free thought)
all the greatest legends behind bars,
they really talk (they really talk)
everything i say is everything i really walk
got it for the free though if it
wasn’t what i really bought (i really bought)
yeah (yeah), pigeon pose (pigeon pose)
only way we ever, ever comin’ toe to toe (toe to toe)
my ivory coast copper blood got me drippin’ gold (drippin’ gold)
yeah, i got the juice, woo, see i’m drippin’ dole (drippin’ dole)

dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (circu’-circulate)
dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (circu’-circulate)
dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (circu’-circulate)
dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (circu’-circu’, uh)

give the homeless homies money, so they eat well (yeah)
went and copped an audi, gotta go and get it detailed
drive don’t depreciate the value of the resale (yeah, yeah)
still talkin’ that sh-t in this mother like we ezell
hold up, mothership flow, bring the funk back (funk back)
this for my young heads, my real ones and old blacks (my old blacks)
this for my nasty n-gg-s askin’ where the hoes at? (where the hoes?)
this gon’ be the break, we stop and make ’em do the soul clap

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