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Mr. Miyagi
by Kanye West
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Yeah (goin' dummy on these hoes)
Yeah, yeah (AyoAA)
Hey miss, I'm your Mr. Miyagi
I'ma come and kick it in the Balenciagi
Don't text me in the mornin', bae, I'm groggy
Text me, no FaceTime, I'm too groggy
Yeah-yeah, if I dig in my bag, it's an M (yeah, yeah)
'Bout to put a lil' bitch on a film (yeah, yeah, what?)
I done took off in air, I can't see him (yeah, yeah)
Bound to geeking before the codeine (yeah, yeah, what?)
Know the chief, I'm ahead of my time (yeah, yeah)
Got Chanel coat and then bought a nine (yeah, yeah)
Keepin' up with me, one of a kind (yeah, yeah)
Real ones know me from time
She said, "Tuck it in," fuck it then
You gon' have to tuck it in (what?)
You gon' wear the boots up, B
I can't suffer, you's a thief
I'm like, "No, not ankle boots
I need the ones up to the knee"
I don't fuck with niggas' tweets
I don't need the therapy
Bump-bump, I get money
Uh, I don't bump-bi-di-bump-bump
I don't wanna fall
We gon' run it up, run it up, I'm goin' dumb-dumb
They need to go uh, 'fore I bump, bump them
I'm ahead of my time (yeah, yeah)
Got Chanel coat and then bought a nine (yeah, yeah)
Keepin' up with me, one of a kind (yeah, yeah)
Real ones know me from time
Rockstar stunts the navy jean jacket ho, bitch
I might take a jet to Calabasas just to fuck my old bitch (whoa)
Push up on an opp, be on that dumb shit
Homixide in the box, yeah, they on dumb shit
I just fucked up the function, I just fucked it up (whoa)
I just fucked up the function, I just fucked it up
Yeah (goin' dummy on these hoes)
Yeah, yeah (AyoAA)
Hey miss, I'm your Mr. Miyagi
I'ma come and kick it in the Balenciagi
Don't text me in the mornin', bae, I'm groggy
Text me, no FaceTime, I'm too groggy
Yeah-yeah, if I dig in my bag, it's an M (yeah, yeah)
'Bout to put a lil' bitch on a film (yeah, yeah, what?)
I done took off in air, I can't see him (yeah, yeah)
Bound to geeking before the codeine (yeah, yeah, what?)
Know the chief, I'm ahead of my time (yeah, yeah)
Got Chanel coat and then bought a nine (yeah, yeah)
Keepin' up with me, one of a kind (yeah, yeah)
Real ones know me from time
She said, "Tuck it in," fuck it then
You gon' have to tuck it in (what?)
You gon' wear the boots up, B
I can't suffer, you's a thief
I'm like, "No, not ankle boots
I need the ones up to the knee"
I don't fuck with niggas' tweets
I don't need the therapy
Bump-bump, I get money
Uh, I don't bump-bi-di-bump-bump
I don't wanna fall
We gon' run it up, run it up, I'm goin' dumb-dumb
They need to go uh, 'fore I bump, bump them
I'm ahead of my time (yeah, yeah)
Got Chanel coat and then bought a nine (yeah, yeah)
Keepin' up with me, one of a kind (yeah, yeah)
Real ones know me from time
Rockstar stunts the navy jean jacket ho, bitch
I might take a jet to Calabasas just to fuck my old bitch (whoa)
Push up on an opp, be on that dumb shit
Homixide in the box, yeah, they on dumb shit
I just fucked up the function, I just fucked it up (whoa)
I just fucked up the function, I just fucked it up
