Drake Ft. Kanye West, Andre 3000, Beyonce - Mardi Gras: Drizzy Is Back Mixtape 2011.
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Drake Ft. Kanye West, Lil Wayne, Big Sean - More Of The Lights Lyrics
Drake Ft. Kanye West Lil Wayne Drake Big Sean - More Of The Lights - Drizzy Is Back Mixtape 2011
Kanye West - Mama's Boyfriend Lyrics
Mama's Boyfriend Lyrics is performed by Kanye West
I never liked you niggas
Who knew one day I'd be just like you niggas
Uh uh uh alright you niggas
Uh uh uh alright you niggas
When I become my mama's boyfriends?
He walked in our lives I was only five
Superman pajamas I was super duper fly
Sittin there like, "Why?"
He at least Hooper-Size
You know I scrutinize, like, "Who this newer guy?"
I'm my mama boyfriend
I'm her little husband
I was the man of the house when it wasn't
Tryna get to know me, homie?
Just kill the charm
You ain't interested in me
You just tryning to fuck my mom
We all the voices of our parents' bad choices
The aftermath of divorces
The kids of bitter split-ups
And babysitters and grandparents don't know what do to with us
And the last thing I want to see is mama's new nigga
You old Old Spice wearing
Short chain wearing
Dress shoes and jogging pants wearing
Church sock wearing
When you first stop caring about your appearance?
When you get here anyway?
I already got parents
Don't try to put me in line
I already got crayons
My mama said I could do it
I already got clearance
Keep your hands off my mama
How Anita got Clarence
Y'all I know she look good
But you need to stop staring
I drew a picture of her that'd make her proud
But the door was locked and the TV up so loud
I screamed out, "I ain't going to sleep no time soon!
And when I do, I'm sleeping in my mama's room!"
I don't like you nigga
If I was old enough I'd fight you nigga
I want to run over you with my bike, you nigga
Don't go to sleep at night, you niggaa
When I become my mama's boyfriends?
Twenty years later where has the time gone
Now you see I'm dating, having problems of my own
Now that I'm grown the tables turned around
I never thought I'd ever raise another nigga's child
He don't like his mama's boyfriend
Just like me don't wanna do the wrong thing
That's very un-Spike Lee
But he be like D Bo round his mama, there
When she here, he be quiet
When she leave, he be talking again
He be wilding out
Be calm
I don't drink the drama
Or sip the Dom-Tyler-Perry-on
"You gonna marry my mom?"
Look, I don't read palms
And I don't read Psalms
But I did take little man to church
Took little man to school
Look, little man, kids don't make the rules
Even though I ain't raised you
You your mama's angel
Don't get it twisted, baby boy, I'll Ving Rhames you
When I become my mama's boyfriends?
Big Sean Ft. Kanye West & Roscoe Dash - Marvin Gaye & Chardonnay Lyrics
[Chorus - Roscoe Dash:]
Early in the morning
When she’s all alone
I’mm take my time
Do it how we want it
Just to set the mood, girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
Yeaaah
[Verse 1 - Big Sean:]
She love the way I’m doing it
So GOOD she wont put my tattoo on it
Bottom line is, you the finest
Gave you a new name (whats that, whats that, whats that?)
My bitch
Hold up, hol’ up, woah there
Lets capture this moment if I ? then I own it
? Want it every mornin’
And Patronin’ girl, we grownin’
Waddup, got me feeling like a kid with the street lights on
Street lights on?
You know I got it going til it’s
[Chorus - Roscoe Dash:]
Early in the morning
When she’s all alone
I’mma take my time
Do it how we want it
Just to set the mood, girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
Just let the song play
The long way
The strong way
It’s our day
It’s our way
This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
[Verse 2 - Kanye West:]
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
Talk to the, talk to the hand
You talking to a grown ass man
It’s like, way way way too much in your pants for us not to make the bed squeak
(There goes the bed sheets)
Err’ybody rip the swag off
‘Fore I rip the tag off
Why my pants sag off, cause I’m rappin’ my ass off
Flow so ugly, money so handsome
This the fucking anthem, get it, the fucking anthem
[Chorus]
[Kanye West]
I don’t really wanna uhh… talk too much
But you love it when I talk like I lost it
And I love how you look when ya blazin’
And I swear you turn at least half Asian
And we ’bout to have a liaison
She cool, get head with her shades on
You should just go and throw a cape on
And it’s just so amazing
So amazing
So amazing
[Big Sean]
Take it to the car, bloop, bloop, that shit look like I’m speed racing
Leave em with me, it’ll boost your reputation
Westside is where I’m stationed
Spend all night, just champagne tasting
Ain't no rest girl, lets just pace it til it's…
[Chorus]
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