(More, more, more)
(If I did not have faith, what would I have?)
(Uh, ooh, uh)
Blink Yeezy the toes, uh
O-o o-o-only time I put the Nikes on
Blink sneaks, got the hoes goin'
She fuck with the kid, said she love my songs
2009, my Black/Pink Yeezys on (Ah)
Just got a call from Kanye, ooh
Down the down the line, shit not gon' be easy, no
Just gettin' fly, uh, just gettin' fly, ooh
Runnin' up the rap game, throwin' up black and blue
Gelato fuckin' pack, yeah, finna stank up that room
I'm the luckiest bastard, I been up since the womb
My head popped out, I said, "What's up?"
Green all day, that's true
My head popped out, I said, "What's up?"
Bitch, I said, "What's up?"
My-my posse popped out, send 'em up
Popped out, send 'em up
Silk skin, smell like cinnamon, smell like cinnamon
Motherfuckin' Yeezy gon fit 'em up, it's gon' fit 'em up
Huh, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, what? Oh yeah)
(Oh yeah, yeah, huh, oh yeah)
Ho, go put me in the bag, ho
Go put me in the bag, ho
Go put me in the bag, ho
Go put me in the bag, h-ho
Go put me in the bag, ho
Go put me in the bag, h-h-ho
Tryna put me below, ho
Tryna put me below, ho
Tryna put me below, ho
Tryna put me below, uh-huh
Blink Yeezy the toes, uh
O-o o-o-only time I put the Nikes on
Blink sneaks, got the hoes goin'
She fuck with the kid, said she love my songs
2009, my Black/Pink Yeezys on (Ah)
Just got a call from Kanye, ooh
Huh, yeah, down the line, shit not gon' be easy, no
Just gettin' fly, uh, just gettin' fly, ooh
(ロ-ロ-ロストルーシー)
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