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freestyle 4 (remix) - kanye west lyrics

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[intro: kanye west]
this that rap god sh-t n-gg-
i rip every one of these mothaf-ckas down
aye
rah, rah, rah
rah, rah

[verse 1: kanye west + (a$ap ferg)]
closed eyes, see things
fire up, tweaking (yeah)
you in my freak dreams (uh)
you in my freak dreams (yeah)
bad b-tch, you dig that
get stacks, drive cars
whip out, b-tch out
t-ts out, oh sh-t (yeah)
(my d-ck out)

[verse 2: a$ap ferg]
lately, i been f-cking thin broads
who p-ssy get wet off in the winter
yeezy season girls so bad
might pull my d-ck out and f-ck the whole cast
i’m ménage-in’ at the garden
p-ssy juice on my beard, james harden
i’m the meanest don that i walk in
i’m the realest coming out of harlem
might pull up with louis farrakhan
in a bentley coupe blacker than akon
might hit the club with the nation
if i make it rain it take a day long
might f-ck your b-tch on vacation
new gosha all my clothes a1
i’m the reincarnated trayvon
with a big hoodie that zipper to my face, gone
sway i got all the answers
yeah, i’m just chilling with my grandma
they can have it with donda
r.i.p to ye mama
why they crucify cosby?
why they scrutinize my peeps?
blew the noises off my sphinx
why they keep f-cking with yasiin?
why they break all of our leaders?
to make us all non-believers
to make us all non-believers?
this ain’t up for no reason
they try to f-ck up our image
they think we dumb, they not seeing it
the news is bull, i ain’t reading it
hood pope, i’m the new jesus
i’m the new jesus
i’m the new jesus
i’m the new jesus

[verse 3: big sean]
i tell a b-tch quit playing
stick to the plan
then i take you out the dirt and turn it into sand
just trust in what i’m saying, and quit…
quit asking what’s gotten into me
you don’t need a n-gg- with them tender tendencies
i think you need a lil’ more hennessy
f-ck your man, i’ll be your sensei
i could teach you how to keep the rent paid
got the schedule boomin’, i mean poppin’ poppin’ to the point the phone die in mid-day
but i call you late night just to fall through
bust a nut and then regret it like a n-gg- always do
but i don’t i always h-t you with the hit back
and if i ever f-cked another b-tch i pretended it was you
i admit that
not, saying that i did that
chill, chill, chill, take it easy, easy, don’t be going all k!ll bill
show respect to the whole squad and yeezy yeezy
i’ma give you everything you f-cking needed

[outro: big sean]
believe it
straight up
whoa, whoa whoa

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