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Can’t a young nigga get money anymore?

Tell PETA my mink is draggin’ on the floor

Can I have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws

Come to meet me wit’out no drawers?

Dinner with Anna Wintour, racin’ wit’ Anja Rubik

I told you ma’fuckers it was more than the music

In the projects one day to Project Runway

We done heard all that loud-ass talkin’, we used to it

I’m from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up

Might even kill somebody and YouTube it

So whoever think they words affect me is too stupid

And if you could do it better than me, then you do it

We flyer than the parakeet, floatin’ wit’ no parachute

Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news!

Don’t talk about style, ’cause I embarrass you

Shut the fuck up when you talk to me ‘fore I embarrass you

Can’t a young nigga get money anymore?

Tell PETA my mink is draggin’ on the floor

Can I have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws

Come to meet me wit’out no drawers?

And the whole industry wanna fuck yo’ old chick

Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz

And I’ll admit, I fell in love with Kim

‘Round the same time she had fell in love wit’ him

Well, that’s cool, baby girl, do ya thing

Lucky I ain’t have Jay drop ‘I’m from the team

La familia, Roc Nation

We in the buildin’, but still keep it basement

Flyer than the parakeet, floatin’ wit’ no parachute

Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news

Don’t talk about style, ’cause I embarrass you

Shut the fuck up when you talk to me ‘fore I embarrassed you

G.O.O.D. Music, we fresh, we fresh

Anything else, we detest, detest

Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts

All that said, lemme ask this quest’

Can’t a young nigga get money anymore?

Tell PETA my mink is draggin’ on the floor

Can I have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws

Come to meet me wit’out…

Don’t talk to me ’bout style, nigga, I’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you

Talkin’ ’bout clothes, I’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you

Hollin’ ’bout some hoes, I’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you

Way too cold, I promise you’ll need some Theraflu

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) Get the Theraflu

(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) Get the Theraflu

(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)

(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh uh) Get the Theraflu

Kanye West и DJ Khaled - Way too cold – текст


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