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Kanye West

Kanye Omari West ( /ˈkɑːnjeɪ/; born June 8, 1977) is an American musician, film director and fashion designer. West first rose to fame as a producer for Roc-A-Fella Records, where he eventually achieved recognition for his work on Jay-Z's album The Blueprint, as well as hit singles for musical artists including Alicia Keys, Ludacris, and Janet Jackson. His style of production originally used pitched-up vocal samples from soul songs incorporated with his own drums and instruments. However, subsequent productions saw him broadening his musical palette and expressing influences encompassing '70s R&B, baroque pop, trip hop, arena rock, folk, alternative, electronica, synthpop, and classical music. more »

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I'm tryna roll like a thug already
Take you back and then out to the club already
I'm tryna make you some kids already
Make me go half on the crib already (Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign)

Say less, don't talk to me (talk to me, talk to me)
Say less, don't talk to me (please don't talk to me)

Too many questions (questions), not enough answers (answers)
You want some more time (more time), I just don't have none (have none)
We can get to the point (to the point), skip all the small talk (small talk)
'Nuff of the long talks (long talks), send you on a long walk
I got a lot on my mind, things that I'm goin' through
Don't wanna talk to you (talk to you), way too involved with you (oh no)
To sent you the voicemail (voicemail), I had them bars on you
Who was you talking to? Phone cut off on you

No long talks
Everything is my fault (everything is my fault)
No long, no long emails, no long text
No long talks (no long talks)
Everything is my fault (everything is my fault)
You need to get to the point already
We ain't tryna get to the club already (oh, ooh)

Say less, don't talk to me (talk to me, talk to me)
Say less, don't talk to me (say less and don't you talk to me)

Know I shouldn't have stayed too long
Running out of
Peace lil' mama, it was me, it was all my fault
Three in the morning, I should be more kind to my liver
I go belly up with three side piece desserts
Around this time, it start to look like Caribana
When I'm 'round, she want me to bust down on the kitten
Message on read, was kinda livid
Never paid for- but I cop a couple french fries
Pills in a Ziploc, you should come and get me
Your favorite thing is in her
It's right within the center
He put you up on game like a mentor
He- and then forget ya
You called and he just saved her
My pockets on big boy, my drop was color sea foam
You thought that puka was all you good for
I'm here to show you you more

Guess that's what I'm here for
Here for (here for)
Ooh (ooh)
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah

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