La Havana (Kanye West Diss)

What you got nigga?
What you got nigga?

La Havana, La Havana
What you do?
Tell your momma , go tell your momma
I ain't talking nothing basic nigga
I numb your tongue for days
Please come taste it nigga

In 20 years, the government, they tried to census me
I [?] about it for [?] as it was meant to be, shit
They can't forget me religiously in their memory
Life of Pablo
Every other song, the nigga mentioned me!
Can't blame him tho
Old game Milton Bradley
See my ex new man
Told him I'm still the daddy
She looked at him
He looked at her
She just blinked at her
They looked at me, I looked at her
Shit I winked at her
But over what? Over La Havana, La Havana
We'll cut your head off
Jeffrey Dahmer, Jeffrey Dahmer
What you got?
Clientele, Clientele, Clientele
You got caught, I ain't tell, I ain't tell

La Havana, La Havana
What you do?
Go tell your momma, go tell your momma
I ain't talking nothing basic nigga
I numb your tongue for days
Please come taste it nigga

36 times 100 nigga
I got it homie
All I want to know is if you want it nigga
What we doing? (What we doing?)
Coke under the table
Got to move your drink, move your drink
Coke behind the wall
Got to move the sink
Sometimes I do the mixing
Red, blue and pink
And I ain't talking change when I say my Cuban links

Spanish

R.I.P the godmomma Griselda Blanco

Before I ever think I could rap
I was the one that was slinging the crack
For real in the car with the thing on my lap
Trips to Mexico, bringing it back
Sunking the seed I was king of the trap
It's about time I relinquish the facts
Stashing them ems
Bringing the racks
They think we adapt
Cuz we getting [?]
Cuz we getting [?]

What you getting?
La Havana, La Havana
What you do?
Go tell your momma, go tell your momma
I ain't talking nothing basic nigga
I numb your tongue for days
Please come taste it nigga