Busta Rhymes, Q-Tip, Kanye West, Lil Wayne - Thank You lyrics
Kanye West/Ye [Kanye Omari West] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Busta Rhymes, Q-Tip, Kanye West, Lil Wayne - Thank You lyrics]
Woo! Welcome to the bank
Where you deposit Young Money
And, and you get Cash Money
I'm Tunechi the boss
And live from the vault, is Bus-a-Bus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Swag mania, pop that goes most
Carry the most
Beautiful bitches with us happily toast
Keep the faculty close
Gross when we give them a dose
Got them OD-ing, leaning in each Coast
Scenery froze, take notes, rock Rolls
Diamonds that fit us
Chanel minks in the winter
Who fucking with us?
We coming to give them the shivers
Watery flows spilling like rivers
Flooding the street
Hoping niggas swimming is moving gorillas
King Kongs, Godzillas when we roll up
Seat filling niggas, get up when we show up
Uhh, shit
Please don't throw up, hold your liquor
Grow up if you robbing niggas
We gon' show you how to blow up
Thank your lucky stars it's the Rap Czar
Tuck your shit in
My niggas bite like Rin Tin Tin, my chagrin
You never win, model thin
Walking crack in your shin
She gives in every time that I spin
Square up, bow down to the kings of the hall
We wade on, talk shit while we ball so
What's cracking with y'all?
Native New Yorker
The slick talker keeps it in order
Call the reporter
Stepping like British walkers
Legendary swag flu and see the influence
Just see how we do it
Get them into it steadily, God I'm stupid
So undisputed
Act fool, back tool until they pop off
Police crowd up the street
Blocking them off, locking them off
Got these niggas wilding while
I signal my soldiers
Bossing it up, maintaining composure
Stand on the sofa
Thirty bottles, twenty waitresses
Bring them over
See how we light up shit, nigga
Call the promoter
And tell that nigga bring the bag
Better hurry up with it
And count the money up proper
Cause you can get it!
I want to thank You, Heavenly Father
Yeah, it feel good, don't it? Uhh
For shining Your light on me
It feel good, don't it? Uhh
I want to thank You, Heavenly Father
Ay, I want to let y'all know
Ay, ay, I want to let y'all know, this Yeezy
For shining Your light on me
And you listening to Q Tip
Settle up, stiletto up
Saddle up and let's go
Good times, only difference
Niggas making it though
Chatter is up, peep the way we batter it up
On top of the mountain, folding the ladder up
You dead and done
Rip up your paper 'cause your status is none
Transfixed on the strengths of the page
Whether chopper or gauge
You're just a single cause
You wouldn't engage
Turnt up with the script on the cup
You keep the goblets with us
See how we push sometimes a man fi get kuff?
Beat him in the head, boop-be-de-de-boff
Zippity boof
Beat him in the head again, "Stop killing me
Wolf"
Whop, beat a nigga till he drop, piggity-poof
Ock see him, he puss
He don't want no problem with niggas
Fuck it, let's get to drinking
Poison our livers dammit we sinners, when me
And Abstract together, see we deliver
She got me touching it
Fucking on all my fingers
Dammit we winners, pillar of this rap shit
Homie they know
Kill everything until it's time for me to go
That's when I bomb it with a blow and then
I black and get a little bit dummy
The microphone is bleeding
You should take it from me
Incredibly we do it and it
Resonates the music, iTune it, youTube it
It could never ever be refuted
It's gnarly for niggas and naughty for ninas
Bitches and ballerinas
Ballers and in betweeners
Blatant nonbelievers and overachievers
Kicking it in Pele Adidas, drink Alizé liters
All of you must reconcile a leader
She's begging to eat us and
Her man's attitude defeat us
But never a scandal because me and Bus
We're prone to handle we're gentlemen
Not to mention, we're veterans, second
He need some medicine
Before I black as he get off my premises
Better fly, you pelican
Idiot ass niggas but then again
You need a suit for your funeral measurements
See me doing it effortless
It's never getting no better than this
Giving your shit to convince
A better preference
Watch me turn them to skeletons
See how I come and bring out the betterness?
Time is with it, I rep the foreverness
Flying United Emirates, sized private plane
That kind of etiquette
Purchasing diamonds, handle them delicate
Now you need you a better ref
You could peep us regulating
See we all in this bitch
Like we ain't never left
I want to thank You, Heavenly Father
For shining Your light on me
I want to thank You, Heavenly Father
For shining Your light on me
I know it couldn't have happened without You
Ooh ooh, without You ooohh, without You
Ooohh, without You
Where you deposit Young Money
And, and you get Cash Money
I'm Tunechi the boss
And live from the vault, is Bus-a-Bus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Swag mania, pop that goes most
Carry the most
Beautiful bitches with us happily toast
Keep the faculty close
Gross when we give them a dose
Got them OD-ing, leaning in each Coast
Scenery froze, take notes, rock Rolls
Diamonds that fit us
Chanel minks in the winter
Who fucking with us?
We coming to give them the shivers
Watery flows spilling like rivers
Flooding the street
Hoping niggas swimming is moving gorillas
King Kongs, Godzillas when we roll up
Seat filling niggas, get up when we show up
Uhh, shit
Please don't throw up, hold your liquor
Grow up if you robbing niggas
We gon' show you how to blow up
Thank your lucky stars it's the Rap Czar
Tuck your shit in
My niggas bite like Rin Tin Tin, my chagrin
You never win, model thin
Walking crack in your shin
She gives in every time that I spin
Square up, bow down to the kings of the hall
We wade on, talk shit while we ball so
What's cracking with y'all?
Native New Yorker
The slick talker keeps it in order
Call the reporter
Stepping like British walkers
Legendary swag flu and see the influence
Just see how we do it
Get them into it steadily, God I'm stupid
So undisputed
Act fool, back tool until they pop off
Police crowd up the street
Blocking them off, locking them off
Got these niggas wilding while
I signal my soldiers
Bossing it up, maintaining composure
Stand on the sofa
Thirty bottles, twenty waitresses
Bring them over
See how we light up shit, nigga
Call the promoter
And tell that nigga bring the bag
Better hurry up with it
And count the money up proper
Cause you can get it!
I want to thank You, Heavenly Father
Yeah, it feel good, don't it? Uhh
For shining Your light on me
It feel good, don't it? Uhh
I want to thank You, Heavenly Father
Ay, I want to let y'all know
Ay, ay, I want to let y'all know, this Yeezy
For shining Your light on me
And you listening to Q Tip
Settle up, stiletto up
Saddle up and let's go
Good times, only difference
Niggas making it though
Chatter is up, peep the way we batter it up
On top of the mountain, folding the ladder up
You dead and done
Rip up your paper 'cause your status is none
Transfixed on the strengths of the page
Whether chopper or gauge
You're just a single cause
You wouldn't engage
Turnt up with the script on the cup
You keep the goblets with us
See how we push sometimes a man fi get kuff?
Beat him in the head, boop-be-de-de-boff
Zippity boof
Beat him in the head again, "Stop killing me
Wolf"
Whop, beat a nigga till he drop, piggity-poof
Ock see him, he puss
He don't want no problem with niggas
Fuck it, let's get to drinking
Poison our livers dammit we sinners, when me
And Abstract together, see we deliver
She got me touching it
Fucking on all my fingers
Dammit we winners, pillar of this rap shit
Homie they know
Kill everything until it's time for me to go
That's when I bomb it with a blow and then
I black and get a little bit dummy
The microphone is bleeding
You should take it from me
Incredibly we do it and it
Resonates the music, iTune it, youTube it
It could never ever be refuted
It's gnarly for niggas and naughty for ninas
Bitches and ballerinas
Ballers and in betweeners
Blatant nonbelievers and overachievers
Kicking it in Pele Adidas, drink Alizé liters
All of you must reconcile a leader
She's begging to eat us and
Her man's attitude defeat us
But never a scandal because me and Bus
We're prone to handle we're gentlemen
Not to mention, we're veterans, second
He need some medicine
Before I black as he get off my premises
Better fly, you pelican
Idiot ass niggas but then again
You need a suit for your funeral measurements
See me doing it effortless
It's never getting no better than this
Giving your shit to convince
A better preference
Watch me turn them to skeletons
See how I come and bring out the betterness?
Time is with it, I rep the foreverness
Flying United Emirates, sized private plane
That kind of etiquette
Purchasing diamonds, handle them delicate
Now you need you a better ref
You could peep us regulating
See we all in this bitch
Like we ain't never left
I want to thank You, Heavenly Father
For shining Your light on me
I want to thank You, Heavenly Father
For shining Your light on me
I know it couldn't have happened without You
Ooh ooh, without You ooohh, without You
Ooohh, without You