(with Jay-Z
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feat. La Roux)
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[Kanye West]
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Hello, can I speak to a, a, yeah you know who you are
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Look, you had no idea what ya dealing with
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Something on some of this realest shit
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Something, something
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Yeah. thats my bitch
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Thats my bitch
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Sh-shorty right there
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Thats my bitch
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Thats my bitch
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[Chorus - Elly Jackson]
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I've been waiting for a long long time
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Just to get off and throw my hands up high
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And live my life
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And live my life
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Just to get off and throw my hands up high
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[Kanye West]
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I paid for them titties, get your own
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It aint safe in the city, watch the throne
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You say I care more about them basquion's, basquiats
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She learning a new word, its yacht
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Blew the World up as soon as I hit the club with her
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Too Short called, told me "I fell in love with her"
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Seen by actors, ball players and drug dealers
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And some lesbians that never loved niggas
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Twisted love story True Romance
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Mary Magdalene from a pole dance
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I'm a freak huh, rock star life
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The second girl with us, thats our wife
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Hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle
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Who's the new old perv thats tryna play second fiddle
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No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle
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But my dick worth money I put Monie in the middle
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[Chorus - Elly Jackson]
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I've been waiting for a long long time
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Just to get off and throw my hands up high
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And live my life
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And live my life
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Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high
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Silly little vixen, mixes 'til morning
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Not swerving, oh, yeah
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Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion
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Stop motion, ooh, yeah
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[Jay-Z]
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Go harder than a nigga for a nigga go figure
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Told me "keep my own money" if we ever did split up
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How can somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
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With jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
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Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her
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Thats right nigga Mona Lisa can't fade her
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I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite nice
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But why all the pretty icons always all white
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Back to my Beyonces
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You deserve 3 stacks for the Andre
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Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums
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You belong in Vintage clothes watching the whole building
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You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope dealing
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You too dope for any of those civilians
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Now shoot trigga, stop looking at her tits
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Get ya own dog, ya heard
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Thats my bitch
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[Chorus]
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I've been waiting for a long long time
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Just to get off and throw my hands up high
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And live my life
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And live my life
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Just to get off and throw my hands up high
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Silly little vixen, mixes 'til morning
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Not swerving, oh, yeah
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Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion
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Stop motion, ooh, yeah
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[Kanye West]
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You have no idea what you're dealing with
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Something on some of this realest shit
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Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth
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Something, something, yeah
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That's my bitch, That's my bitch
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Sh-shorty right there? That's my bitch
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That's my bitch
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That's My Bitch
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| Kanye West |
