To whom much is given much is tested, get arrested guess until he get the message
Get arrested get some chili get the message
COUCHES COUCHES COUCHES
WHICH ONE SHOULD I PICK
I NEED EXTRA DEEP
I LIKE MY B****ES EXTRA THICK
IVE BEEN TELLING YALL SINCE 05
THE GREATEST ARTIST RESTING OR ALIVE
She gave that old nigga a ulcer
Her bittersweet taste made his gold teeth ache, uh
Make her knees shake, make a priest faint, uh
Make a nun cum, make her cremate, uh
Move downtown, cop a sweet space, uh
Livin' life like we won the sweepstakes, what?
Right after the fame did you gain anything?
Damn Ye, would you change anything?
But (If I had a billion dollars, yeah!)
I'd copped more pink polos and pop those collars
Right after the fame did you gain anything?
Damn Ye, would you change anything?
But (If I had a billion dollars, yeah!)
I'd copped more pink polos and pop those collars
Kanye bodied the Can’t Tell Me Nothing Remix
“They claim ya never what ya got til it’s gone, I know I got I don’t know what y’all on”
“They say ya attitude determines ya latitude, I’m high as a mf, fly as a mf.”
“Make black history everyday, I don’t need a month”
they claim you never know what you got 'til it's gone
I know I got it, I don't know what y'all on
Coke on her black skin made a stripe like a zebra
I call that jungle fever
But Pusha probably wrote that