[00:00.000] 作词 : Kanye West/Shawn Carter/Kamaal Fareed/James Brown/Bobby Byrd/Ronald Lenhoff/Jeremiah Lordan/Justin Vernon/Jeff Bhasker
[00:00.228] 作曲 : Kanye West/Shawn Carter/Kamaal Fareed/James Brown/Bobby Byrd/Ronald Lenhoff/Jeremiah Lordan/Justin Vernon/Jeff Bhasker
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[00:01.424]Uh, hello, can I speak to, uh, uh
[00:06.726]Yeah, you know who you are, look
[00:08.242]You had no idea what ya dealing with
[00:10.671]Something on some of this realest sh!t
[00:12.917]Pop champagne, I'll give you a sip
[00:15.164]'Bout to go dumb: how come?
[00:16.627]Yeah, that's my b!tch, that's my b!tch
[00:24.437]Sh-shorty right there? That's my b!tch
[00:30.028]That's my b!tch
[00:31.386]
[00:34.390]I've been waiting for a long, long time
[00:38.282]Just to get off and throw my hands up high
[00:42.645]And live my life and live my life (Yeah)
[00:47.164]Just to get off and throw my hands up high
[00:53.146]I paid for them t*****s, get your own
[00:55.079]It ain't safe in the city, watch the throne
[00:57.273]She say I care more about them basquions
[00:59.389]Basquiats, she learning a new word, it's 'yacht'
[01:01.636]Blew the world up as soon as I hit the club with her
[01:03.882]Too Short called, told me I fell in love with her
[01:06.077]Seat by actors, ball players and drug dealers
[01:08.297]And some lesbians that never loved n!ggas
[01:10.570]Twisted love story, True Romance
[01:12.686]Mary Magdalene from a pole dance
[01:14.906]I'm a freak, huh, rock star life
[01:17.153]The second girl with us, that's our wife
[01:19.295]Hey, boys and girls, I got a new riddle
[01:21.228]Who's the new old perv that's tryna play second fiddle?
[01:23.526]No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle
[01:25.407]But my d!ck worth money, I put Monie in the middle
[01:27.314]I've been waiting for a long, long time
[01:28.960]Where she at? In the middle
[01:31.102]Just to get off and throw my hands up high
[01:35.517]And live my life and live my life
[01:40.036]Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high
[01:45.600]Swilling little licks and mixes 'til mornin'
[01:49.362]I'm yearnin', ooh, yeah
[01:54.560]Could I maybe have another dab of your potion?
[01:58.139]Stop motion, ooh, yeah
[02:03.102]Go harder than a n!gga for a n!gga, go figure
[02:05.244]Told me keep my own money if we ever did split up
[02:07.438]How could somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
[02:09.554]Ripped jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
[02:11.879]Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her
[02:14.361]That's right, n!gga, Mona Lisa can't fade her
[02:16.660]I mean Marilyn Monroe, she is quite nice
[02:18.593]But why all the pretty icons always all white?
[02:21.440]Put some colored girls in the MoMA
[02:23.164]Half these broads ain't got nothing on Willona
[02:25.489]Don't make me bring Thelma in it
[02:27.187]Bring Halle, bring Penélope and Salma in it, uh
[02:30.113]Back to my Beyoncés
[02:31.654]You deserve three stacks, word to André
[02:33.691]Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums
[02:36.199]You belong in vintage clothes crushing the whole building
[02:38.498]You belong with n!ggas who used to be known for d**e dealing
[02:40.849]You too d**e for any of those civilians
[02:43.017]Now shoo, children, stop looking at her t**s
[02:44.846]Get ya own dog, ya heard? That's my b!tch
[02:46.517]I've been waiting for a long, long time
[02:50.357]Just to get off and throw my hands up high
[02:54.772]And live my life and live my life
[02:59.213]Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high
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作词 : Kanye West/Shawn Carter/Kamaal Fareed/James Brown/Bobby Byrd/Ronald Lenhoff/Jeremiah Lordan/Justin Vernon/Jeff Bhasker
作曲 : Kanye West/Shawn Carter/Kamaal Fareed/James Brown/Bobby Byrd/Ronald Lenhoff/Jeremiah Lordan/Justin Vernon/Jeff Bhasker
Uh, hello, can I speak to, uh, uh
Yeah, you know who you are, look
You had no idea what ya dealing with
Something on some of this realest sh!t
Pop champagne, I'll give you a sip
'Bout to go dumb: how come?
Yeah, that's my b!tch, that's my b!tch
Sh-shorty right there? That's my b!tch
That's my b!tch
I've been waiting for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life and live my life (Yeah)
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
I paid for them t*****s, get your own
It ain't safe in the city, watch the throne
She say I care more about them basquions
Basquiats, she learning a new word, it's 'yacht'
Blew the world up as soon as I hit the club with her
Too Short called, told me I fell in love with her
Seat by actors, ball players and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never loved n!ggas
Twisted love story, True Romance
Mary Magdalene from a pole dance
I'm a freak, huh, rock star life
The second girl with us, that's our wife
Hey, boys and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old perv that's tryna play second fiddle?
No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle
But my d!ck worth money, I put Monie in the middle
I've been waiting for a long, long time
Where she at? In the middle
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life and live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high
Swilling little licks and mixes 'til mornin'
I'm yearnin', ooh, yeah
Could I maybe have another dab of your potion?
Stop motion, ooh, yeah
Go harder than a n!gga for a n!gga, go figure
Told me keep my own money if we ever did split up
How could somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
Ripped jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her
That's right, n!gga, Mona Lisa can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she is quite nice
But why all the pretty icons always all white?
Put some colored girls in the MoMA
Half these broads ain't got nothing on Willona
Don't make me bring Thelma in it
Bring Halle, bring Penélope and Salma in it, uh
Back to my Beyoncés
You deserve three stacks, word to André
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums
You belong in vintage clothes crushing the whole building
You belong with n!ggas who used to be known for d**e dealing
You too d**e for any of those civilians
Now shoo, children, stop looking at her t**s
Get ya own dog, ya heard? That's my b!tch
I've been waiting for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life and live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high