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money in the bank like G. Rap, we're calling

[Hook]

[Kanye West]
With niggas masked up like Phantom of the Opera
Dreaming of the day they push
money in the bank like G. Rap, we're calling

[Hook]

[Kanye West]
With niggas masked up like Phantom of the Opera
Dreaming of the day they push
Love for you is like a wild west movie
You always end up on the run
You draw quick and your aim is deadly
And then you ride off in the sun
(Somebody
visions of makin a classic, then my world turned black
Like I was starin' out of Stevie Wonder's glasses
It's kinda hard to imagine, like Kanye West
Coming
Kanye West
Coming back from his fatal accident to beatmaking and rapping
But, we the future, Whitney Houston told me that
And it's gon' take more than
In the west end on the weekend
Got no money by the end of the weekend
But they don't care cause their life is a movie
Starring Louis V, paid for by
Hills, that's where I want to be 
Livin' in Beverly Hills 
Beverly Hills, rolling like a celebrity 
Livin' in Beverly Hills 

Look at all those movie
[Kanye West]
We in the streets player, get your mail
It's only two places you'll end up, either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere
Happy Days
The track plays, I'm in the shades, singin a phrase

Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good
I'm lovin livin, it's all good

Livin lovin,
flight
Paris in the morning, what elegant night
What a beautiful sight
Now tell me who be fuckin' with me, alright?
Everybody know I'm livin' this life
want to be
Livin' in Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills, rolling like a celebrity
Livin' in Beverly Hills

Look at all those movie stars
They're all so
want to be
Livin' in Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills, rolling like a celebrity
Livin' in Beverly Hills

Look at all those movie stars
They're all so
the acres
So they spend money that they ain't made yet
Got a Benz on tick that they ain't paid yet
Spend their pay check in the west end on the weekend
[Chorus - Kanye West]
I walked in the crib, got two kids
And my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!)
So I had to did, what I had to did
Cause I
[Chorus - Kanye West]
I walked in the crib, got two kids
And my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!)
So I had to did, what I had to did
Cause I
Maria
She reminds me of a West Side Story
Growing up in Spanish Harlem
She living the life just like a movie star

Oh Maria Maria
She fell in love
Maria
She reminds me of a West Side Story
Growing up in Spanish Harlem
She living the life just like a movie star

Oh Maria Maria
She fell in love
feat. Kanye West, The Lost Prophets
Verse 1:(Common)
Memories on corners with the fo's and the mo's
Walk to the store for the rose, talking
One by one I'm puttin' 'em in they places 
On a first come, first serve basis 

West coast rock! We rock steady! West coast rock! 
Buses to first
Rag doll, livin' in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it
Rag doll, livin' in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it
visions of makin a classic, then my world turned black
Like I was starin' out of Stevie Wonder's glasses
It's kinda hard to imagine, like Kanye West
Coming
start by steppin' out
Then let your mind run free

You're livin' in America
You're livin' in the home of the dream
You're livin' in America
Just
[Intro]
(Brand New) x5

[Hook: Kanye West] x2
I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new)
The scenery rides by
Just like floats lost in a parade
Where the palms and tumbleweeds sail
Right past the homes they stretch and they fade