Lyrics:
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
All I do now is dick around
All I do now is dick around, dick around.
Every day, every day, every day.
Every night, every night, every night.
moment, now it's going to happen all at last
Now I'm on the road
That's just how it goes
Louis on all my clothes
Now I'm in the Rolls Royce
And I swerve
me
Racks the same colour my teeth (Blues Clues)
I signed a deal with the plug, he send a box every week
Used to get paid off a scale, now all I need
I've just been
Runnin n runnin n runnin n runnin
Tryna get me some paper
Look how I step , in the Louis select
Now she wanna come see the kid later
I'm with my crew making tones
Boy that's all that we do
I'm in the booth like the flu
Now they smelling the fumes
Since I was two been a goon
We don't type or politic. Get money and then count it
Mike Amiri, Louis V, I ran it up a thousand
My life like a movie scene how I got shooters round
gotta do it big
Louis on every bag, bitches I keep it fly
We don't need a see the tag, we just see it and then we cop
Balling out of control, put it
They want Louis and Versace that's why they can't get nowhere by me
I been on my grind, maybe one day I can shine
Maybe one day I can grab a drink
mean they on yo side
Been showing signs from the start but I ignored em
Now it's time to realize all the real lies
Every nigga ain't yo nigga and that's
when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my
so I'm grabbin' that bitch by the throat (grr)
Niggas sayin' they outside (they're outside)
Send the addy, we gon' slide (slide, slide)
Heard he
here, now listen
Now listen, now listen
Now listen here, now listen
You know my diamonds glisten
See Imma slam a pint
Then Imma puff a joint
I might fuck
ass too fat, tell her back back (what)
Ain't doing no talkin', the choppa got kick back (blat)
Ooh, ooh
She want be my boo (my boo)
I was broke, now
the time
Almost every night)
I'm haunted by you
(Try to get you out my mind
Then I fantasize
You been out my life
But you on my mind)
I'm haunted by you
(You
I needed a nurse
Got to come by my head let, see if my head ache
Then get my head straight
Then give my head great
Every time I popped up like
Of listening to the sound of my tears
(Turn around)
Every now and then
I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by
(Turn around)
rollin' off a Molly
Fendi Prada Louis Bally, I don't need a stylist
I'm takin' all my goons to Cali, then we hit the islands
Order up 500 ones, I throw
but now they just not around
Now they tryna call me up, but I can't even respond
I'm too busy getting money, I mastered this look at my palms
Louis
Memphis but she just walked up the block
She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone
Now won't you batter down by Boton Rouge River Queen
and rolling blunts almost every sesh
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
Okay so now we get into it
October I move us in
I was
hypocrisy probably,
hate the way it taste
Hennessy bottled ya problems,
time to drink away
Every time you swig it you can barley feel the pain
Every time he
blame
But is the money worth it if he don't love you the same
Memories made by maids love starts to fade
At the point where dad can't even tell you his
it's the land of trouble
Brooklyn, home of the greatest rappers
B.I.G. comes first, then the Queen comes after
Now put your lighters up
Bed-Stuy,
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