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
style is (studio punch-ins)
The dun-crusher busts fresh overly when I blast'em
And those so-called freestyles, they all popped up on your album
Manipulate
a python, on my right arm
Bad yellow bitch I done style from Akon
Oh by the way, I'm hotter than a fever
I'm rockin so much ice I
Got mistaken for a freezer
begs to become the green
Wishing that the lights will change so I can drive by
Waiting for the signs to rearrange, or must I revise my style?
Standing
feet make the cypher complete
Margielas by the week, say my style is unique
Picking bitches by their teeth
For my bitches be heat
Put the pussy on lock,
say some cry
Can't get by so later on they die
Because the strong will survive
The weak will perish
Ignorance is a poison and knowledge will nourish
to Earth, my style is fly
They're on the ground, I'm in the sky
Got designer, I like what I buy
I will never, ever die
I'm boisterous now, but used to be shy
brother you could never get next ta
Flex your style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the rhythm of Cav
And crackin em up with the word of the wise
I be
burn, for the essence in the game
The +Tru Reign+, some fell upon the one
want to BOOM BAP, I bring style by the ton
No pain, no fun, let's creep out
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
that run their rhyme-a
Time after time after time after time
I know what you will say before you jump up on the stage
But make sure you don't say,
Build my life, brick by brick
Gems from will smith I just jumped from a cliff
Nobody in tandem
My body's for ransom
My soul is my buddy
We talk by
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
blow la (Who) drove by
(Who) so high (Who) you know five
(Who) got louie kicks, like the checker board
(Who) will smack you, and check your broad
(Who)
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
a bitch
And then I will be struck by lightning, poisoned to the death
Give me all the reasons you can say the past, all
What do you mean you just
I'm a myth
Trust me when if somebody rip
Out of the depths of your imagination
So here's Will Smith
Black suit, the black shades
The black shoes, black
needs a win
My pride isn't written
I might be offended by my intuition
How do I piss myself off
Listen
I'm just a guest in the house of rap but I pay rent
freestyle
That's why it's a free-style
Woo, Y'all know
This is the outro of the album y'all
I finna use 5 minutes
To explain myself y'all
You know the thing
a problem? We don't want it
We got style, yeah we flaunt it
Life's been buzzin, like a pager
Buy this album, it's a banger
(Yo man that verse was HOT!
chese banne me time lagti
Jese apna takkla sins
Wese Tupac ne bhi gaand marli
Jese Will Smith biwi ki
Londa me deenth
that's why still I'm on it
différencier les zombies des vrais hommes
Je suis sur mes gardes
Je me sens comme Will Smith dans les rues de New York
Y'a du monde comme à Shibuya
Mais elles
Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?
I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys
And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run
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