Jay-z - Pica**o Baby lyrics

[Verse 1] I just want a Pica**o, in my casa No, my castle I'm a ha**a, no I'm an a**hole I'm never satisfied, can't knock my hustle I wanna Rothko, no I wanna brothel No, I want a wife that f** me like a prostitute Let's make love on a million, in a dirty hotel With the fan on the ceiling, all for the love of drug dealing Marble Floors, gold Ceilings Oh what a feeling - f** it I want a billion Jeff Koons balloons, I just wanna blow up Condos in my condos, I wanna row of Christie's with my missy, live at the MoMA Bacons and turkey bacons, smell the aroma [Hook] Oh what a feeling Pica**o Baby, Ca Pica**o baby Ca ca ca Pica**o Baby, Ca ca ca Pica**o baby Oh what a feeling [x2] [Verse 2] It ain't hard to tell I'm the new Jean Michel Surrounded by Warhols My whole team ball Twin Bugattis outside the Art Basel I just wanna live life colossal Leonardo Da Vinci flows Riccardo Tisci Givenchy clothes See me thrown at the Met Vogue'ing on these n***as Champagne on my breath, Yes House like the Louvre or the Tate Modern Because I be going ape at the auction Oh what a feeling Aw f** it I want a trillion Sleeping every night next to Mona Lisa The modern day version With better features Yellow Basquiat in my kitchen corner Go ahead lean on that sh** Blue You own it [break] [Verse 3] I never stuck my co*k in the fox's box but Damned if I didn't open Pandora's box They try to slander your man On CNN and Fox My Miranda don't stand a chance, with cops Even my old fans like old man just stop I could if I would but I can't I'm hot, and you blow I'm still the man to watch, Hublot On my left hand or not Soon I step out the booth The cameras pops n***as is cool with it Till the canons pop Now my hand on the bible On the stand got your man in a jam, again Got my hands in cuffs I'm like god damn enough I put down the cans and they ran amok My hairpin Piece skin rupture spleens Cracks rips go through cribs and other things No sympathy for the king huh n***as even talk about your baby crazy Eventually the pendulum swings Don't forget America this how you made me Come through with 'Ye mask on Spray everything like SAMO Though I won't scratch the Lambo What's it gonna to take For me to go For y'all to see I'm the modern day Pablo Pica**o baby [Hook 2x]