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(Kanye West)

Hello, can I to, uh
Uh, yeah, you who you are

You have no what you're dealin' with
on some of this realest shit
Pop nines, so I give you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin',

That's my
That's my
right there? That's my bitch
That's my

I been waitin' for a long, time
Just to get off and throw my hands up
And live my life, and my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up

I for them titties, get your own
It ain't safe in the city, watch the
She say I care about them "Basquiones"
Basquiats, she a new word, it's yacht
the world up soon as I hit the club wit' her
Too Short called, told me "I fell in love her"
Seen by actors, ballplayers, and dealers
And some lesbians never loved niggas
Twisted love story, romance
Mary Magdalene, from a pole
I'm a freak, huh? Rockstar
The second girl wit' us? That's our
Hey, and girls, I got a new riddle
the new old perm just tryn' play second fiddle?
No disrespect, I'm not belittle
But my dick money, I put moanie in the middle
she at, in the middle

(Elly Jackson)

I waitin' for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up
And live my life, and live my
Just to get off and throw my hands up (High, high, high)

(Silly little vixen, mixes mornin')
(Not swervin', ohh, yeah)
(Swore you strolled on a bottle of that potion)
(Stop motion, ooh, yeah)

(Jay-Z)

Go harder than a for a nigga, go figure
Told me "Keep my own money" if we did split up
How could somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in
With and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive, he woulda her
That's right, nigga, Lisa can't fade her
I mean Monroe, she's quite nice
But why all the pretty icons all white?
to my Beyonces
You deserve three stacks for the
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in
You in binges, clothes, rushin' the whole building
You belong with niggas who to be known for dope-dealin'
You too dope for any of civilians
Now, shoo, Trigger, lookin' at 'er tense
Getcha own dog, ya heard? my bitch

I been waitin' for a long, time
Just to get off and throw my up high
And live my life, and my life
to get off and throw my hands up high

(Silly vixen, mixes 'til modern)
(Not swervin', ohh, yeah)
(Swore you never strolled on a of that potion)
(Stop motion, ooh, yeah)

You have no what you're dealin' with
Somethin' on some of this realest
Pop nines, so I give you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin',

my bitch
That's my
right there? That's my bitch
That's my