it's your boy Kanye to the... listen up man...
I get girls in my room like hostages
given me neck like ostriches
getten some play to real Kanye
cause we all know who do you Possies is
All my Gangsters mob to this
and all my strippers do your job to this
hell no I can't give you my cell phone
but you know where the hotel lobby is
For ya'll the same girls wouldn't give me no ass
nahana haly[?] surpass my whole upper-class
better if I meet her now I can fuck her fast
I pass... I be on some new shit
I wouldn't fuck none of the girls I went to school with
fuck around I ain't be on no cool shit
lay on see the models that me in my crew get on
see the fabolous duce I bought with the blueprint
She say: "Whoa! Kanye don't get caught up in the high,
?ain't no tell a neggle? left you after the night."
We'll lift the nice tonight pop bottles fuck models
sear money to your broke my Nigga live your life
Cause I'm livin' and actin' on Nigga American Dream
and all my dogs livin' by care sweet with me
so if I get here from dream that one for the team
fuck 7-0-2 that one for the crew
My thought Hip Hop really low crowded[?]
so if I ever get the smash this fuck's for you
I can barely dry the G fight I came by
just like a brainshot they know it's money in the side
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