For all my young lady's that's driving Ms. Daisy/
Driving me crazy/ Rock the beat baby/
Hop off out the rrrtt/ She heat up the pavement/ I don't give a rrrtt, baby, he craaazzzyyy/
I'm back by un-popular demand/ At least he's still popping in Japan/
Shopping in Milan/ Hopping out the van/ screams from the fans/ "Yeezy, I knew you'd be on top again!"/ And we 'bout to hit Jacob the Jeweeeleer/ So I could be like Slick Rick & Ruuuule you/ Doctor Martin Louis King..Juuunniooorrr/ And Ima never let the dream turn to Kruuuueger's/ My outfit so disrespectful/ You can go ahead & sneeze 'cuz my presence bless you/ I mean we walked in this bitch so stylish/ Niggas done mistook me for my stylist/ And I know it's superficial & they say it's just clothes/ But we shopping in that motherfucker & they just cloooosed/ So go ahead & just pose/ When she walked up out the dressing room, the store just frooooze/ And I knooow they tryna get their cool back & them ghetto bitches holla "Now You Do That!" Ughhh/ So they can never say we never lived it & if I see Biggie tonight... I loved every minute!
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