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It makes it easier easier to bear
You won’t be ready no no
No girl they won’t forget it
Love is their home
Happiness yeah
Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her don’t tease her
Never leave her
Jay-Z]
Sounds so soulful don’t you agree
I invented swag
Poppin bottles putting supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back
Truth: new watch alert Hublot’s
Or the big face Rollie I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow
Cock back snap back
See my cut through the holes
Kanye West]
Damn Yeezy and Hov
Where the hell ya been
Niggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen
I adopted these niggas Phillip Drummond ‘em
Now I’m bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
They say I’m crazy well I’m ’bout to go dumb again
They aint see me cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this b**ch and up again
Jay-Z]
Photo shoot fresh looking like wealth
I’m ’bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh live form the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way I might murk ya
Flee in the G450 I might surface
Political refugee asylum can be purchased
Uh everythings for sale I got 5 passports
I’m never going to jail
Kanye West]
I made “Jesus Walks” I’m never going to hell
Couture level flow it’s never going on sale
Luxury rap the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance write my curses in cursive
I get it custom you a customer
You ain’t ‘customed to going through Customs you ain’t been nowhere huh
And all the ladies in the house got ‘em showing off
I’m done I hit ya up mana-naaaa
Jay-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico Cubano
Dominicano all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes wit’ no benefits
Not bad huh For some immigrants
Build your fences we diggin’ tunnels
Can’t you see We gettin’ money up under you
Kanye]
Can’t you see the private jets flyin’ over you
Maybach bumper sticker read “What would Hova do ”
Jay is chillin’ ‘Ye is chillin’
What more can I say We killin’ ‘em
Hold up before we end this campaign
As you can see we done bodied the damn lames
Lord please let them accept the things they can’t change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne