[Verse: Kanye West] I got girls in my room like hostages Giving me neck like ostriches Give some play to the real Kanye Cause we all know who the impostas is All my gangsters mob to this And all my strippers do your job to this Hell no I can't give you my cell phone But you know where the hotel lobby is For ya'll the same girls wouldn't give me no ass Now I done highly surpassed my whole upper-class Bet if I meet her now I can fuck her fast, I pass I be on some new shit I wouldn't fuck none of the girls I went to school with Fuck around I ain't be on no cool shit Like you don't see the models that me and my crew get You don't see the frivolous jewels I bought with The Blueprint She said "Whoa! Kanye don't get caught up in the hype Ain't no telling they gon' love you after the night." Well if tonight's the night pop bottles, fuck models Spend money till you're broke my nigga live your life Cause I'm living international nigga American dream And all my dawgs living vicariously through me So if I get head from Trin', that one for the team Fuck 702, that one for the crew My dawg Hip Hop really love Claudette So if I ever get to smash, this fuck's for you I can barely drive the G5 down King Drive Just like the Brinks trucks, they know it's money inside
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