Kanye West - Ass Shots lyrics

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Kanye West - Ass Shots lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West] I don’t know why n***as tripping on a n***a For clippers, I hate you n***as too But I’m black and Mexican, we gon’ change that, haha I hate you n***as too! [Hook: Kanye West] If you ain’t had good p**y, n***a, try some Your girl ain’t got no a**, she need to buy one Out west, Southwest, where you fly from New Jersey, Teterboro where I fly from You ain’t got no Ghost, you need to drive one That b**h is so broke, try to find some And she ain’t got no money, tryna find some I swear these b**hes funny, hahaha Hahaha, hahaha I swear these b**hes funny, hahaha Hahaha, hahaha You still owe me money, n***a, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: French Montana] Got a bad b**h at build-a-body Get a bad b**h and build a body When your pop, the slim n***a shady When your pop was Slim, I was Baby I came for them chips like I’m K.D Came for them bricks like I’m Maisie We hit up the trap which is booming Hustle, French John Newman f** making the move, we the movie f** the whole group, I’m a groupie All that money rolling through the lobby VVS is dripping off my body You can do what you want when you got it Go get a b**h and then build her body They wanted Versace Milan We do what we want and then copy Smack a Roley on my arm Skrrr, middle fingers to the feds Put a hundred dollars on your head Price of life hit you And all my dawgs gotta eat And all the money get divided Snipe game be the wildest Get a bad b**h, build her body Get a bad b**h, build her body, haan [Hook: Kanye West] If you ain’t had good p**y, n***a, try some Your girl ain’t got no a**, she need to buy one Out west, Southwest, where you fly from New Jersey, Teterboro where I fly from You ain’t got no Ghost, you need to drive one That b**h is so broke, try to find some And she ain’t got no money, tryna find some I swear these b**hes funny, hahaha Hahaha, hahaha I swear these b**hes funny, hahaha Hahaha, hahaha You still owe me money, n***a, yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Cam’ron] Harlem to the d**h, I’mma forever front A problem with the kid is what you never want That’s what you want, I had my n***as waiting for you Like you sitting at a table in a restaurant Slice you like pizza, I keep six in the squeezer My j**elry is nice, dressing is iced It’s how you can sit in the freezer Keep my dick in the diva, word, no problem licking it either Baby girl could be a believer, we could just kick it like FIFA All the women heavy like pallbearer That Henney got that cake like Carvel Carvel, me, I’mma die Inside the p**y, man, I know just how Lamar felt My b**h sit on me flat without no tummy tuck She no stripper but all she do is pick money up Five-o called me over, word to my homie, I ain’t tell ’em sh** He seemed aggy, so all I did was tell him this [Hook: Kanye West] If you ain’t had good p**y, n***a, try some Your girl ain’t got no a**, she need to buy one Out west, Southwest, where you fly from New Jersey, Teterboro where I fly from You ain’t got no Ghost, you need to drive one That b**h is so broke, try to find some And she ain’t got no money, tryna find some I swear these b**hes funny, hahaha Hahaha, hahaha I swear these b**hes funny, hahaha Hahaha, hahaha You still owe me money, n***a, yeah, yeah

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