The College Dropout
Kanye West lyrics
Kanye West lyrics
"Excuse Me Miss Again (Remix) Lyrics"
Up in Arms Lyrics
The rain is here and you my dear are still my friend It's true the two of us are back as one again I was the one who left you always coming back I could not forget you girl now I am up in arms again Together now I don't know how this love could end My lonely heart it falls apart for you to mend
The rain is here and you my dear are still my friend It's true the two of us are back as one again I was the one who left you always coming back I could not forget you girl now I am up in arms again Together now I don't know how this love could end My lonely heart it falls apart for you to mend
WHOO!
[Hook]
Memph' Bleek always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)
Beanie Sigel always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)
Kanye track smoke like la-la-la (HOO)
It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under the baker's thumbs
I bake the cake, get two of them for one
Then I move the weight like I'm Oprah's son
Uh, I'll show you how to do this son
Young don't mess with chicks in Burberry paddings
Fake Manolo boots straight from Steve Madden (u-uh)
He padded hisself the rap J.F.K., you wanna pass for my Jaqueline Onassis
Then, hop ya ass out that S-class
Lay back in that Maybach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in y
Kerstmis Zonder Jou Lyrics
Kijk om je heen de winkel zijn nog open Zie al die mensen voor hun kinderen nog wat kopen Want het is kerst voor mij en iedereen Maar niet voor jou want jij ging van me heen Ik weet dat jij daar eenzaam zit te treuren En niemand jou met kerstmis op kan fleuren Want wat je mist nee dat is niet te koop Nu huil je tranen op je kussen sloop De sneeuw valt naar bene alleen niet voor ons twee Want jij moest weg naar die ander toe Hij s
our long-legged lifeKijk om je heen de winkel zijn nog open Zie al die mensen voor hun kinderen nog wat kopen Want het is kerst voor mij en iedereen Maar niet voor jou want jij ging van me heen Ik weet dat jij daar eenzaam zit te treuren En niemand jou met kerstmis op kan fleuren Want wat je mist nee dat is niet te koop Nu huil je tranen op je kussen sloop De sneeuw valt naar bene alleen niet voor ons twee Want jij moest weg naar die ander toe Hij s
ever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink ice?
Look but don't touch, motherfucker think twice
'Cause the gat that I clutch got a little red light
Need a light?
[Hook]
To smoke that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel always smoking that la-la-la
Memph' Bleek always smoking that la-la-la
It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
We got brothers full of Arm'i, mami's in Manolo
Bags by Chanel, all Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to Hov' because they know dough
When they see him, whips be European
If you're a ten, chances you're with him
If you're a five, you know you ridin' with them
Sick with the pen nigga, no physician in the world could fix him
No prescription, you could prescribe to subside, his affiction
He's not a sane man, he's more like reign man - twitchin'
You can't rain dance on his picnic
No Haitian voodoo, no headless chickens can dead his sickness
No Ouija board, you can't see me dog, nigga you CB-4
This ain't Chris Rock bitch, it's the R.O.C. bitch
And I'm the franchise like a Houston Rocket, Yao Ming!
[Hook]
Still smokin that la-la-la
Memph' Bleek still smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It's the R.O.C. baby, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Verse Three: Kanye West]
She playin she hate when I'm name droppin
So when I talk rap, she gon' change topics
But I got a plan B that's planned out, for when things don't pan out
Hov' tellin ya mind brother, I'ma play shy brother
So you take the Destiny C
Voices In My Head Lyrics
Denis Leary/Chris Phillips) I want you to get a gun And head on down to Washington I want you to climb up high High in the sky and shoot them all Th-th-they don't deserve to live What did they every give to you? Na na na na na You know what I want you to do? I want you to go upstairs to that apartment where that guy keeps playing that Barry Manilow record "Copacabana" over and over and over again. I want you to ring the doorbell,
hild girl in the Coupe?Denis Leary/Chris Phillips) I want you to get a gun And head on down to Washington I want you to climb up high High in the sky and shoot them all Th-th-they don't deserve to live What did they every give to you? Na na na na na You know what I want you to do? I want you to go upstairs to that apartment where that guy keeps playing that Barry Manilow record "Copacabana" over and over and over again. I want you to ring the doorbell,
Then I'ma try bag the ones that got kicked out the group
I figured that'll be simple, I'll just help 'em with their demo
Help 'em to the limo, play the upboard instrumentals
And she - grabbed my tattoo, peeped my credentials
And she - grabbed my pants, felt the potential
And I - rubbed 'bout every essential
That have fun breakin her fundamentals
Excuse me miss, the artist of the new millenium
Has finally stopped drivin that blue Millenium
And got a good of trenny and filled it with plenty of Henney
and Remi and weed, 'til she higher than Hilliam
[Hook]
If she pass me, smoke that la-la-la
Memphis Bleek always smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It's the R.O.C. bitch, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
WHOA, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight, mami