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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 some of realest shit
Pop some nines, so I you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin',

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

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

I for them titties, get your own
It ain't safe in the city, watch the
She say I care more them "Basquiones"
Basquiats, she learnin' a new word, yacht
Blew the up soon as I hit the club wit' her
Too Short called, told me "I in love wit' her"
Seen by actors, ballplayers, and dealers
And lesbians that never loved niggas
Twisted love story, true
Mary Magdalene, from a dance
I'm a freak, Rockstar life
The second wit' us? That's our wife
Hey, and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old just tryn' play second fiddle?
No disrespect, I'm not tryna
But my dick worth money, I put in the middle
Where she at, in the

(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 throw my up high (High, high, high)

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

(Jay-Z)

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

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

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

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

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