[Hook: Ludacris]
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Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
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If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
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Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
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Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
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Breathe in, breathe out
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Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
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If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
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When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!"
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[Verse 1: Kanye West]
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Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
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I got to 'pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably)
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But is it cool to rap about gold
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If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!)
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First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
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Ice chain, Cardi lens, and a knapsack
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Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant
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But now I'm rappin' 'bout money, hoes, and rims again
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And it's still about the Benjamins
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Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
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Strippers named Cinnamon
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More chips than Pentium
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What'cha gon' buy next? Whatever new trend it is
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I'm tryin' to spend my stacks
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And I'm so broke I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?"
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I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that?
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What the hell was wrong with me dog?
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Sing along with my y'all
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[Hook: Ludacris]
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Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
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If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
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Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
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Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
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Breathe in, breathe out
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Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
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If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
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When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!"
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[Verse 2: Kanye West]
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Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick
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I always had a Ph.D.: a Pretty Huge Dick
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Ladies tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like this
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And givin' head is like a whale that's using a toothpick
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Well, I'm in the club for a limited time
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Act now and get some action for $free.99
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Later on I might charge for menage
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Heard her man was the boss of the floss
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But she still want to toss me the drawers
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And it ain't gon' cost me because she my caddy
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Cuz she grabbed my golf balls in the club
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And I'm still actin' calm than a mug
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She asked "Can you drive me and the hunnies to where my Altima was?"
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While we drive she tellin' me 'bout problems with her man
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Baby I fully understand
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Let me help you with a plan
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While he trickin' off, don't get no rich nigga
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Give ME some head, that'll really piss him off
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[inhales]
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[Hook: Ludacris]
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Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
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If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
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Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
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Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
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Breathe in, breathe out
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Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
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If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
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When I pull a piece out niggas like "Peace out!"
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[Verse 3: Kanye West]
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I blow past low class niggas with no cash
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In the fo' dash six, bitch you can go ask
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So when I go fast popo just laugh
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Right until I run out of gas or 'til I go crash
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Whatever comes first I'm prepared for the worst
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Whatever comes second I'll be there with my weapon
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Pullin' up in the Lexuses/'lexeses, one on both hand
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So I guess them GSes was ambidextrous
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Coulda sworn her breasteses was sendin' me messages
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"K I need a free hand mammogram
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I got weed, drink, and a Handicam
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All of which is legal in Amsterdam"
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So say my name like Candyman
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And I'ma come and fix you up like the handyman
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But if you don't need a fix, girl you gotta leave
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You can't take that all at one time ya gotta breathe
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[Hook: Ludacris]
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Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
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If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
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Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
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Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
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Breathe in, breathe out
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Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
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If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
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When I pull a piece out niggas like "Peace out!"
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["Can you say Chi city?" scratched repeatedly]
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Breathe In, Breathe Out
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Kanye West |