Kanye West - Hold On (Remix) lyrics
[Kanye West] Kanye to the... Yeah, OK I'm getting spins all day in L.A We can go the D where Dwele dwell D.C, P.G or ATL Back in the Chi, mean my life like a magazine Honey wanna know the details about my ebony Well that's XXL Far as the penthouse, yeah that's upscale Mademoiselle got a hell of a Black tail I'm feeling her vibe, her Body and Soul I heard you stay in a metropolitan home Well lets k** all the parlayin and offer you a cosmopolitan Lets jet out the club, get some oxygen Your friends claim I'm a player, you be lucky to keep me But you know people gon' be talking 'bout us weekly My car be in a Robb Re-p-o-r-t but what's more important to me Is that you.. (Dwele) Open your ears Don't allow these words to be ignored by years Fearing lullibies, containing the same old lies (same old lies) Dealing just to deal is just a crime Besides I know you wouldn't mind Trying something new so.. (CHORUS) Let's (Let's)Try (Try) We can work it out If you let love(love) guide (guide) The way that you feel for me Oh(Oh) Why(Why) Let this opportunity pa** (pa**) by (by) You should hold on Please don't resist (don't resist) Bless those harmonies to me, escape your lips (escape your lips) There's no need to go home Just to dance along (dance aloo-o-one) I know you can't enjoy it on your own Really I don't see nothing wrong With you and I spending some time-- Also let me mention, (Oooh) My only intention, (Oooh) Is to feed you every single thing you hunger for--- In my heart I have to (Oooh) And-- want to have you (Oooh) So fulfilled that you will never need to ask for more-- [Consequence] Now someone told my girl that she's a trophy wife Sorta like Grant Hill and Kobe's wife So when we at a club, and she be so polite But when we back at home she be poltergeist I mean provoking fights Trying to poke me with knifes And last time I tried to poke her she just told me goodnight See her clothing be tight She was pervert approved So she gave up on life, now she don't wanna move Hypnotized by the tube So she stay with the clicker In a cup full of liquor Thinkin its makin her thicker But its makin her slimmer So our future is dimmer I can't remember last time I took my baby to dinner See I'm sayin' a sister who was freaky and ruthless In a yorkshire terrier in the pocket with pooches In a pocket with Gucc's Was taking my lunch money Just like the gooches I'll tell you the truth miss