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(Kanye West)

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

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

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

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

I paid for titties, get your own
It ain't safe in the city, watch the
She say I care more 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 drug
And some lesbians that never niggas
Twisted love story, true
Magdalene, from a pole dance
I'm a freak, huh? Rockstar
The second girl us? That's our wife
Hey, and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old perm tryn' play second fiddle?
No disrespect, I'm not belittle
But my dick worth money, I put moanie in the
Where she at, in the

(Elly Jackson)

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

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

(Jay-Z)

Go than a nigga for a nigga, go figure
Told me "Keep my own money" if we ever did up
How could somethin' so be so pretty in pictures?
With and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, was alive, he woulda made her
That's right, nigga, Mona can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's nice
But why all the icons always all white?
to my Beyonces
You deserve three for the Andre
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in
You belong in binges, clothes, rushin' the whole
You with niggas who used 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? That's my

I waitin' for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my up high
And live my life, and live my
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 have no what you're dealin' with
Somethin' on some of this realest
Pop nines, so I give you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin',

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