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We Don't Care

Kanye West

College Dropout: Video Anthology

2005

somethin' man, your ass is grown

Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it

stat
Don't play that song bro his name by itself bad
Y'all fuck with lone but y'all lonely go make sum
She just rode me to the beat of my drake song
She

I put on Trey Songz or let Levert do the work
I got girlies by the dozens, weed and perky keep’em buzzen
Some of them got infatuated, I wasn’t budging

a panty-droppa' like I’m Trey Songz (Ooh-yeah)
Matter fact, just pull ‘em to the side, side
.223 on my hip
23’s on my feet
23 Times you stabbed my back, I’m not

the shit
Bro a CNA up on the block tryna clean some shit
And I'm the type to stand on it for life if I mean some shit
I've been tryna make it right I did

hit it like the 6ix4our
Ride slow, choke hold on the toto (Ha)
Trey Duce with loose juice
Trey, trey duce let the kids loose
6ix4our the way you ride

love it, I can't help it
Too much death on the streets, and we dealt it
Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The 60s
Bounty Hunters, 8-Treys, all coolin out, gee

finna bop on it
Dressing too dangerous I'm feeling like Quavo
Rhymes make her wet ya this bitch thinks I’m trey songz
Look baby honestly ion give a fuck

Trey fucking hates making music
Everyday I fucking do it
I'm used to it
I abuse it
I just love to fucking bruise it
Catch a clue bitch
Got a new

She Got Her Own

Jamie Foxx

Intuition

2008

it (ooh), I got it (ooh) (gotta love that though, Loso, case you ain't no so, baby)
(Remix)

Don't make me laugh boo, never did that bad to
Make

drauf, bevor ich nachgib
Acht Stöcke, kaputter Aufzug
Das Haus, in dem ich aufwuchs
DMs wieder voll wegen 'nem Tapestop
Eines Tages, gotta make it

Now baby you don't gotta act like
I ain't in the spotlight
To make yourself feel better you can feel special girl tonight
Jump up in this bed between

the track
Now its Andale (Go)
I'm never trippin I ain't gotta spray
Man it's Trey and Mel on the beat what you on
Pulling up, two threes like we Jordan

talking
Cause that pussy soaking wet
Yeah
Drink a little liquor, you a demon
Give me head
Yeah
Trey Songz playing
Round four, the take again
Demons those my

Where we goin' now, where we goin' now
All that I know is we gonna make it out
Mind over and we feeling all the power
Mind taking me to them mystical

(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)

Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you

(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)

Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you

whatever for that cheddar as long as it add up
I got my gun and my glove, now I'm ready to make it
I gotta get it

I gotta cop it, gotta chop it, gotta flip

rollin like a team
Drove a little bit futher saw mafia for life
Without a doubt everything was tight
But they gotta watch out for the king
Cause i can make

see the pain when you look into my eyes
Made it to thirty-nine, I guess my grandmama lie
She said I'll never make it to see twenty-one
My brother

dey feel bigger
But na we dey chill with Trey songz and them Big Tigger
Real Gs move in silence we only think milla
Big man blowing Sirens I'm like

on the Metro
Now I’m feeling like Othello
Thought I told ya, bitch i’m royalty
I ain’t even gotta say the name
By they way I killed it, they gon' know it’s me
1,

the Lench Mob is bad for your health
Nine-trey, remix
Old school tip, yeah
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
How I keep from going under

(You know what I call that?)
(Melted snicker)
(You know why I call it that)
(It's hot bars son, It's hot bars)
Trey back (Huh)
On the top of the wave