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(Kanye West)

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

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

my bitch
That's my
Sh-shorty right there? my bitch
my bitch

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

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

(Elly Jackson)

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

(Silly little vixen, mixes mornin')
(Not swervin', ohh, yeah)
(Swore you never on a bottle of that potion)
(Stop motion, ooh, yeah)

(Jay-Z)

Go than a nigga for a nigga, go figure
Told me "Keep my own money" if we did split up
How somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
With jeans and a and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, was alive, he woulda made her
That's right, nigga, Mona Lisa fade her
I mean Monroe, she's quite nice
But why all the icons always all white?
Back to my
You deserve three stacks for the
Call Larry Gagosian, you in mo-seums
You belong in binges, clothes, rushin' the building
You belong with who used to be known for dope-dealin'
You too for any of those civilians
Now, shoo, Trigger, stop at 'er tense
Getcha own dog, ya heard? my bitch

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

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

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

That's my
my bitch
Sh-shorty there? That's my bitch
my bitch