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Kanye West( Kanye Omari West )
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Can't Tell Me Nothing
Lyricist:Aldrin Davis, Clifford Joseph Harris, Jay Jenkins, Connie Mitchell, Kanye West
La la la la Wait til I get my money right
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven When I awoke I spent that on a necklace I told God I'd be back in a second Man it's so hard not to act reckless
To whom much is given much is tested Get arrested guess until he get the message I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny And what I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V My momma couldn't get through to me The drama, people suing me I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me
I'm just saying how I feel man I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hill man I guess the money should have changed him I guess I should have forgot where I came from
La la la la Wait til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Let up the suicide doors This is my life homey, you decide yours I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell you who the side was
So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways Old folks talking 'bout back in my day But homey this is my day, class started two hours ago Oh, am I late?
No, I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooo, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen And then say something where you gonna end up apologin' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Let me know if it's a problem then Aight man, holla then
La la la la Wait til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Let the champagne splash Let that man get cash Let that man get passed He don't even stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors He can drive off of fumes 'cuz
How he move in a room full of no's? How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes? Must be the pharoahs, he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what's your pleasure? Life is a 'uh,' dependin how you dress her So if the devil wear Prada, Adam Eve wear nada I'm in between but way more fresher
With way less effort 'Cuz when you try hard is when you die hard Y'all homies lookin' like, why God? When they reminisce over you my God
La la la la Wait til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
La la la la Wait til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
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