Breathe in breathe out
par Kanye West
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Verse 1:
Golly more of that bullshit ice rap
I gotta apologize to Mos and Kweli
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali
First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
Ice chain cartier lens and a napsack
Always said if I rapped I´d say somethin significant
But now I´m rappin bout money, hoes and rims again
And its still about the Benjamin´s
Big face hundreds and whatever other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon more chips then pentium
What you gona buy next? Whateva new trend it is
I´m tryin to spend my stacks till I´m so broke
Till I look back like damn was I on crack?
I mean 12 platinum chains was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me dog sing the along with me yall
Verse 2 :
Even though I went to college and dropped outta school quick
I always has a P.H.D...a pretty huge dick
Ladies tired of gettin ripped off by guys like this
And givin head is like a whale thats usin a toothpick
Well I´m in the club for a limited time
Act now and get some action for $free.99
Later on I might charge for menage
Heard her man was the boss of the floss but she still wanna toss me the draws
And it ain´t gonna cost me because
She my caddy cause she grab my golf balls in the club
And I´m still actin calm than a mug
She asked can you drive me to the 100´s where her Altima was
While we drive she tellin me about problems with her man
Baby I fully understand let me help you with a plan
While he trickin off don´t get no rich nigga
Give me some head that will really piss him off
Verse 3:
I blow past low class niggas with no cash in a 4.6 bitch you can go ask
So when I go fast po po just laugh right until I run out of gas or till I go crash
Whateva come first I´m prepared for the worst
Whateva come second I´ll be there with a weapon
Pullin up in a Lexus´s one in both hands
So I guess them GS´s was ambidextrious
Could have swore her breast´s were sending me messages
K I need a free hand mamogram
I got weed, drink and a handycam
All of which is legal in Amsterdam
You say my name 3 times like Candyman
And I´m gona come and fix you up like a handyman
But if you don´t need a fix girl you gotta leave
You can´t take that all at one time you breathe
Golly more of that bullshit ice rap
I gotta apologize to Mos and Kweli
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali
First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
Ice chain cartier lens and a napsack
Always said if I rapped I´d say somethin significant
But now I´m rappin bout money, hoes and rims again
And its still about the Benjamin´s
Big face hundreds and whatever other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon more chips then pentium
What you gona buy next? Whateva new trend it is
I´m tryin to spend my stacks till I´m so broke
Till I look back like damn was I on crack?
I mean 12 platinum chains was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me dog sing the along with me yall
Verse 2 :
Even though I went to college and dropped outta school quick
I always has a P.H.D...a pretty huge dick
Ladies tired of gettin ripped off by guys like this
And givin head is like a whale thats usin a toothpick
Well I´m in the club for a limited time
Act now and get some action for $free.99
Later on I might charge for menage
Heard her man was the boss of the floss but she still wanna toss me the draws
And it ain´t gonna cost me because
She my caddy cause she grab my golf balls in the club
And I´m still actin calm than a mug
She asked can you drive me to the 100´s where her Altima was
While we drive she tellin me about problems with her man
Baby I fully understand let me help you with a plan
While he trickin off don´t get no rich nigga
Give me some head that will really piss him off
Verse 3:
I blow past low class niggas with no cash in a 4.6 bitch you can go ask
So when I go fast po po just laugh right until I run out of gas or till I go crash
Whateva come first I´m prepared for the worst
Whateva come second I´ll be there with a weapon
Pullin up in a Lexus´s one in both hands
So I guess them GS´s was ambidextrious
Could have swore her breast´s were sending me messages
K I need a free hand mamogram
I got weed, drink and a handycam
All of which is legal in Amsterdam
You say my name 3 times like Candyman
And I´m gona come and fix you up like a handyman
But if you don´t need a fix girl you gotta leave
You can´t take that all at one time you breathe