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Fat Like Oprah v2 Video (MV)




Performed By: 4SeasonZ Worth
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Anfernee Thomas




4SeasonZ Worth - Fat Like Oprah v2 Lyrics
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Pull up swinging with a bat, like I'm Sosa (Sam)
She know all I want is Cat, when I'm off Doja (kitty)
This a super soul soakaaa, let it hold ya, I hand some paper to my partner let him fold ya (racks)
Cut her off cause she ain't listen what I told her (foe)
He a hoe this choppa hit him in his vulva (foe)
For some bread I get him left inside a toaster (whoa)
Twin Glock hoastaaa, a roller coast ya (fye)
My pockets fat like the early years Oprah (ugh)
Said she love me I'm like shawty I don't know ya (ugh)
He from Dallas found his body out in NOLA (ugh)
Ridin dirty but I do it for my soldiers (ugh)
Range Rover (in a range)
Can't pull me over (do not try)
Mink scarf (mink mink)
On both shoulders (both arms)
Straight finesse ugh
Leave him on a posta (ugh ugh)
Smokin keef, sellin bleach, Sammy Sosa
Yeah (yeah) yeah (go) I'm bringing corners back
I'm the Dallas Tom Joyner bringing mornings back
And my neck giving advice I'm bringing pointers back
Got them babies in the kitchen bringing summers back
Bro said get in my bag so you know PRL, I switched the flow
Bro went on live with a bag, 2 days later they found him, kicked the door
Pops said son be patient how come you don't listen, I don't know
Damn I miss my mama taught me trust in God and not a ho
Huh, huh, Now we back to back. (Back)
Hellcats for the winter and then it's back to scats (scats)
We been flexin with the swipe but now it's back to racks (racks)
Bro said fore we go back broke, we go back to packs
I'm not suckin toes baby
Set a pick and roll baby
We be shakin salt, just to get the chickens sold baby
Don't live by a code baby
I sleep by a pole baby
True my brother came up missing once the pussy told baby
Yeah (yeah) yeah (go) I'm bringing corners back
I'm the Dallas Tom Joyner bringing mornings back
And my neck giving advice I'm bringing pointers back
Got them babies in the kitchen bringing summers back
Make her pick it up and ship it I'm bringing runners back
Made it rain in OKC I'm bringing thunder back
She say come home lay that wood I'm bringing lumber back
Fill my phew with melatonin I'm bringing slumber back
Yeah (oh)
Yeah (go)
Yeah (zir)
Yeah (zir)
Go (get)
Go (gone)
Go ( get)
Go (gone)
Mhm
Mm
Mhm
Mm
I'm bringing scammers back (huh)
Foe, SeasonZ PRL I'm bringing jammers back
Tell shawty strike a pose I'm bringing cameras back
I just bought my bro a strap I'm bringing hammers back
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Pull up swinging with a bat, like I'm Sosa (Sam)
She know all I want is Cat, when I'm off Doja (kitty)
This a super soul soakaaa, let it hold ya, I hand some paper to my partner let him fold ya (racks)
Cut her off cause she ain't listen what I told her (foe)
He a hoe this choppa hit him in his vulva (foe)
For some bread I get him left inside a toaster (whoa)
Twin Glock hoastaaa, a roller coast ya (fye)
My pockets fat like the early years Oprah (ugh)
Said she love me I'm like shawty I don't know ya (ugh)
He from Dallas found his body out in NOLA (ugh)
Ridin dirty but I do it for my soldiers (ugh)
Range Rover (in a range)
Can't pull me over (do not try)
Mink scarf (mink mink)
On both shoulders (both arms)
Straight finesse ugh
Leave him on a posta (ugh ugh)
Smokin keef, sellin bleach, Sammy Sosa
Yeah (yeah) yeah (go) I'm bringing corners back
I'm the Dallas Tom Joyner bringing mornings back
And my neck giving advice I'm bringing pointers back
Got them babies in the kitchen bringing summers back
Bro said get in my bag so you know PRL, I switched the flow
Bro went on live with a bag, 2 days later they found him, kicked the door
Pops said son be patient how come you don't listen, I don't know
Damn I miss my mama taught me trust in God and not a ho
Huh, huh, Now we back to back. (Back)
Hellcats for the winter and then it's back to scats (scats)
We been flexin with the swipe but now it's back to racks (racks)
Bro said fore we go back broke, we go back to packs
I'm not suckin toes baby
Set a pick and roll baby
We be shakin salt, just to get the chickens sold baby
Don't live by a code baby
I sleep by a pole baby
True my brother came up missing once the pussy told baby
Yeah (yeah) yeah (go) I'm bringing corners back
I'm the Dallas Tom Joyner bringing mornings back
And my neck giving advice I'm bringing pointers back
Got them babies in the kitchen bringing summers back
Make her pick it up and ship it I'm bringing runners back
Made it rain in OKC I'm bringing thunder back
She say come home lay that wood I'm bringing lumber back
Fill my phew with melatonin I'm bringing slumber back
Yeah (oh)
Yeah (go)
Yeah (zir)
Yeah (zir)
Go (get)
Go (gone)
Go ( get)
Go (gone)
Mhm
Mm
Mhm
Mm
I'm bringing scammers back (huh)
Foe, SeasonZ PRL I'm bringing jammers back
Tell shawty strike a pose I'm bringing cameras back
I just bought my bro a strap I'm bringing hammers back
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Writer: Anfernee Thomas
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