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Frank Ocean - Rolls Royce Bitch Feat Frank Ocean Lyrics

[Intro]
Alright, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah believe in yourself, who else gon' believe in you
Who else gon' believe in you? Who else gon' believe in you?
Believe in yourself, who else gon' believe in you?
Who else gon' believe in you, who else gon' believe in you?

[Verse 1]
Believe in yourself, health is wealth
Gotta get mine, faster than a step
I can make a hundred thousand just sitting by the steps
I can count a hundred thousand with my feet in the chair
I can pull the baddest broad in here
With my hand pulled behind my back
One hand on the steering wheel
2 Chainz with the ponytail, got the bodyguard concealed
Ill meaning of sickness, I use the pharmacy as a witness
I mean anything around me that's against us, they can't be
I got God on my side, that's all I need to ride
See that's all I need to vibe, asking what I do tonight
That's really none of your business, unless you wanna get in this

[Chorus]
Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah the doors go dat way
The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way
Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah the doors go dat way
The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way
Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah my doors go dat way
My doors go dat way, doors go dat way
Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah my doors go dat way
My doors, Wraith, my doors, uh
[Verse 2]
I'm good, I'm good like Ye
I'm good like Sean and Push
I'm good, I'm good, okay
Good, sold yay, good 4 way
Oh man, look at me now
Used to have a killer crossover
Now I think I done crossed over
White fans at my rap shows
So many chains on I give you the cold shoulder
So many chains on, I tell 'em move over
Big shit over here, boy
100 acres on my property, man I might hit a deer, boy
I got felonies that's older than y'all niggas
Family time at the mall, nigga
6'5", I never been small, nigga
Your swag like RuPaul, I'm appalled, nigga
Yeah, three calls to call food
I want some Nobu, met her at Whole Foods
I just ate Pro Tools, I am the go-to

[Chorus]
Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah, yeah the doors go dat way
The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way
The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way
[Verse 3: Frank Ocean]
Shit, Who else?
I knew all this back on the Shaw (Tweet)
When I had no bedrooms at all (Is it right?)
Now it's tears in a Wraith feeling soft (Hmm)
Now I'm based like I'm lost at a rave
Really miss my landaulet (First one!)
Look at the stars, it's a plane (Ahh)
This plane right here cost me bank
That Bentley truck ugly, I'm straight (Uh)
It's straight, but that's just not my style
That's just not my style
When Sage pushed it mongo
Way before the Uber
Was stranded as fuck at the house
We just landed we scuffing the ground
We been knew the earth was around
These goofies ain't looking for Mickey
They looking for mini me, copy my style
Copies is selling and I don't know why
Mostly I cockblock myself on the pop
400K I could spend it on lots
Can't pay for play Christmas day no Xbox
Last Christmas Day was in L.A. with Flack
Pourin' this red, sky gettin' blue
We couldn't tell if it's IMAX or not
Butterfly hinges on a cocoon
[Chorus]
Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah the doors go dat way
The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way
Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah the doors go dat way
The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way
Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah my doors go dat way
My doors go dat way

[Outro]
Felonies that's older than y'all niggas
Family time at the mall, nigga
6'5", I never been small, nigga
Your swag like RuPaul, I'm appalled, nigga
Yeah, three calls to call food
I want some Nobu, met her at Whole Foods
I just ate Pro Tools, I am the go-to
I am the go-to, I am the go-to
Trap shit, I'm the go to
Trap nigga with a gold tooth
Believe in yourself, who else gon' believe in you?
Who else gon' believe in you?
Believe in yourself
Who else gon' believe in you?
Who else gon' believe in you?