Kanye West Barry Bonds LRC歌詞

This what ya all been waiting for aint it?
What people pay paper for damn it
They cant stand it, they want something new
So let's get re-acquainted
Became the hood favorite
I cant even explain it
I surprise myself too
Life of a Don, lights keep glowin'
Comin in the club wit that fresh shit on, with somethin crazy on my arm
Uh uh Um... and here's another hit, Barry Bonds!
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
Dude!
Fresh off the plane, Konitchiwa bitches
Turn around another plane, my pa*sport on pivot
As for it, I did it. That a*swhole done did it
Talked it then he lived it, spitted then he shitted
I dont need write-ters, I might bounce ideas,
But only I could come up with some shit like this
I done played the underdog my whole career
Ive been a very good sport, havent I, this year
They said he going crazy and we seen this before
But I'm doing pretty good as far as geniuses go
And I'm doing pretty hood in my pink polo
Nigga please, how you gonna say I aint no low-head?
Cuz my Dior got me more my dough-head
I'm insulted
You should go head
And bow so hard till your knees hit your forehead
And the flow just hit code red
Top 5 MCs you aint gotta remind me
Top 5 MCs you gotta rewind me
I'm high up on the line, you can get behind me
But my head's so big you can't sit behind me
Life of a Don, lights keep glowin'
Comin in the club wit that fresh shit on, with somethin crazy on my arm
Uh uh Um... and here's another hit, Barry Bonds!
Yeah, Yeah, We outta here baby!
Wha, Wha, We outta here baby!
And Mr. West is so outta here baby
And me, I'm Mr. Weezy Baby
Yeah! I'm so bright not shady
My tee and my ice so white like Shady
Ice in my teeth so re-friger-rated
I'm so f**kin Good, like I'm sleepin wit Meagan
I'm all about my "Franklins", "Lincolns", and "Reagans"
Whenever they make them, I shall hay-ve them
Oops I meant have them, Im so crazy
But if you play crazy you'll be sleepin wit daisies
I'm such a hay-vic, oops I meant havit
And my drink's still pinker than the Easter Rabbit
And I'm still cold (Cole) like Keisha's family
Stove on my waist turn beef to patties
And i ate it, cuz I'm so at it (no homo)
I dont front and I dont go backwards
And I dont practice
and I dont lack shit
And you can get Barry
To suck my bat bitch!
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
Swear I got a hundred (100 million) and comin baby!
Yeah! Life of a Don, lights keep glowin'
Comin in the club wit that fresh shit on
Wit somethin crazy on my arm
uh uh um, and here's another hit, Barry Bo-n-d-s!