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Wouldn't Get Far

Kanye West

Doctor's Advocate

2006

to the Grammy Awards, ha ha

You wouldn't get far, fuckin' them rap stars
You know who you are, put your hands up ladies
You wouldn't get far, if you kept your

Wouldn't Get Far

Kanye West

R&B Hook Ups

2008

to the Grammy Awards, ha ha

You wouldn't get far, fuckin' them rap stars
You know who you are, put your hands up ladies
You wouldn't get far, if you kept your

a terrier
It's Jan twenty-four, this track's an Aquarius
See a star sign when I'm pointing and pairing yous
Like, uh, okay
Rich or six feet down by forty
You

was more
Than fine
The closest star in the nightime
Her essence and her presence
Showed you she got a right mind
Without a man
She holds her own
Stunna

value him it's most upfront in
Songs like 2013's "Lil Nigga Snupe
" a chilling track inspired by
The murder of the
18-year-old Louisiana rapper
Lil Snupe,

Flying in the car with the V8 hummin.
Bout to explode, missile incoming
Must be a star from the tracks I keep jumping.
Stacks and racks and packs, I keep

hop in that big body bitch, sit up with the stars
Boy wan' diminish a lil' nigga name, that shit not goin' far
Nigga wan' hop on a lil' Reem track but,

But if you feel me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
Try to set up shop get glowed up
Hey, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups
I got your

Contract

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice

2004

I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks

Name’s Lievanos, lil bitch better say it with respect
Fuck body shots, I’m aiming for your neck
I know that I’m blessed
Got my son right by my side

bar
'Cause you are far from gettin' a bronze star
You can't rap like Bizarre by far
Shit not even playin' an acoustic guitar
You're not even a superstar

Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah
This is Lil Dinky
And this is Eauldie

I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium
I'm raining them

some tracks
With my beats mixed with some made by himself
Oh shit yes mine were made by myself
Bitch you listening this is Mr. Chris reppin hotline

I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks

Nasty lil bitch she swallows my semen
I hit up Z-Star, I said he a demon
Thotty lil' bitch tryna show me her cleavage
Go super sonic you must think

Lil' Dr1p Dr1p got a bitch on frown (Yeah!)
Lil' Dr1p Dr1p drug the bitch through town

Dr1ppy on the track huh

Lil' Dr1p Dr1p got a bitch on frown

at all
My money stand tall like it's tacko fall
There's only one option let's kill em all
Runnin the track like a Track meet
If u want beef lil bitch get

Hyenas

Duke

Bankroll Mafia

2016

Turn up with Lil Yachty
Thugger, Thugger, babe
Trouble Man, aka T.I.P., yeah
Bankroll Mafia, YSL, Lil Duke, slat
R.I.P. to Troupe

You better

many stars she say oh my gosh
I told her lil bitch say OMG
Pullin' on blocks we throwin' 3
I'm throwin' them blocks, I'm throwin' 3
Niggas wanna talk, I

by and so do ghosts
Sneezing diseasing over the same faults
In the making I been waiting to launch I don’t toss
Bitches be having more interest in

with the pack large, pack large
Runnin' to the money like a track star
Like it's motherfuckin NASCAR
Goodyear with it I'm countin' them digits my stack

me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
Try to set up shop get glowed up
Hey, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups
I got your chop top sour diesel

me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
Try to set up shop get glowed up
Hey, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups
I got your chop top sour diesel

look at my pink
(Thots every week)
Look at my (thots every week)
Pass by the Lambo, bitch can't breathe, ooh
Ooh please, diamonds sick, I sneeze (achoo)