Earl on the beat, Earl on the beat, Earl on the beat, Earl on the beat I ain't mad at him, baby If I sent you out, me too would be here blowin' you crazy Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out *** you in your mama house, overseas, I'll fly you out Is he trickin'? Do she really love him? Let's just find it out Baby, what's up with your mouth? City girl straight from the South Back home, I'm no president, I'm Obama, ayy I condone the drama, ayy I tongue-died Madonna, ayy Do you need pajamas? Yeah Stay in the night girl, you promised it I hide in the cave like Osama did I'm blowin' the bag in the diamond district You need me like dollars that are owed to you, yeah Money and me are the same, but I just don't fold for you, yeah Run me a body, I put a range on the road for you I don't know what you were told, but I ain't mad at you, baby If I sent you out, me too, it'd be a bunion crazy Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out *** you in your mama house, overseas, I'll fly you out Is he trickin'? Do she really love him? Let's just find it out Baby, what's up with your mouth? City girl straight from the South Is they mad that you fold me? Is they mad that you ride around in a Bentley? Is they mad that you not with them? Same hoes hatin' being my *** Lockin' it down, lockin' it down, lockin' it down, I want you I want them to know you're my favorite boy We still make it lit when there ain't nothin' to do Every time we step out, n****s look at you I ain't mad at him, baby If I sent you out, me too, it'd be a bunion crazy Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out *** you in your mama house, overseas, I'll fly you out I just wanna take you out *** you in your mama house, overseas, I'll fly you out I just wanna take you out *** you in your mama house, overseas, I'll fly you out I ain't mad at him, baby My bitch pull up lookin' like Oprah Bank Take a pic with a bitch and she fang She look like a goddess, but she ain't no saint My bitch bout it, bout it, she need her a tank You know ain't no limit on blue hunnids My bitch like a big bag of money, that's new money You gon' make the bitch think that you love her Hold her hand right in front, you be too public I'll take the lil' nigga, bitch, he ain't do nothin' Now this bitch goin' pay me when payin' She want me to stay, I ain't stay And I hope that these niggas don't play, I ain't playin' Yo' bitch lookin' good as Oprah Bank account I'm the type to take a nigga Hold from him and take her out Keep the butt, I'd take the mouth I'm just sayin' like that's all I want, you know, you You can keep the butt for right now, you gon' take that home to brother I ain't mad at him, baby If I sent you out, me too, it'd be a bunion crazy Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out *** you in your mama house Overseas, I'll fly you out Is he trickin', do she really love him? Let's just find it out Baby, what's up with your mouth? City girl straight from the South I just wanna take you out You look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out You look as good as Oprah's bank account I just wanna take you out You look as good as Oprah's bank account I ain't mad at him, baby