Kanye West - Barry bonds: lyrics de la chanson

Kanye West:
It's what you all been waiting for, ain't it?
What people pay paper for damn it, they can't stand it,
They want something new, so let's get reacquainted!
Became the hood favorite, I can't even explain it, I surprise myself too.

Life of a Don, lights keep glowing,
Coming in the club with that fresh shit on,
With something crazy on my arm.
Hu-hu-hum, and here's another hit, Barry Bonds.

We outta here, baby!
We outta here, baby!
We outta here, baby!

Dude, fresh off the plane, konichiwa, bitches,
Turn around another plane,
Мy passport on pivot.
Ask for it, I did it, that asshole done did it,
Talked it, then he lived it,
Spit it then he shit it,
I don't need writers,
I might bounce ideas,
But only I could come up with some shit like this.
I done played the underdog my whole career,
I've been a very good sport, haven't I, this year?
They say, "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 ain't no Lo-head
‘Cause my Dior got me more model head?
I'm insulted, you should go 'head
And bow so hard until your knees
hit your forehead,
And the flow just hit code red.
Top 5 MC's, you ain't gotta remind me,
Top 5 MC's: you gotta rewind me,
I'm high up on the line,
You could get behind me,
But my head's so big
You can't sit behind me.

Life of a Don, lights keep glowing,
Coming in the club with that fresh shit on,
With something crazy on my arm.
Hu-hu-hum, and here's another hit, Barry Bonds.

Lil Wayne:
Yeah, yeah, we outta here, baby!
Wha, wha, we outta here, baby!
Hey, Mr. West, we so outta here, baby!

And me, I'm Mr. Weezy Baby,
I'm so bright not shady,
My teeth and my ice so white like Shady,
Ice in my teeth so refrigerated,
I'm so fucking good like I'm sleeping with Megan,
I'm all about my Franklins, Lincolns and Reagans,
Whenever they make them, I shall hayve them,
Oops, I meant "have them," I'm so crazy,
But if you play crazy
You be sleeping with daisies.
I'm such a hay-vic,
Oops, I meant "havoc",
And my drink's still pinker than the Easter rabbit.
And I'm still cole like Keyshia's family,
Stove on my waist turn beef to patties,
And I ate it ‘cause I'm so at it.
I don't front and I don't go backwards,
And I don't practice and I don't lack shit,
And you can get buried, suck my bat, bitch!

Kanye West:
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!

Lil Wayne:
Swag at a hundred and climbin', baby, yeah!
Life of a Don, lights keep glowing,
Coming in the club with that fresh shit on,
With something crazy on my arm.
Hu-hu-hum, and here's another hit, Barry Bonds.