Kanye West, Mark Spitz - No More For Me lyrics
Kanye West/Ye [Kanye Omari West] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kanye West, Mark Spitz - No More For Me lyrics]
Long Beach, stand up! (Plain Pat, what up?)
It's your hometown boy Mark Spitz and uh
Now I've been getting fucked
Up all night long
This weed and this drink I got is almost gone
And I've been doing wrong my whole life long
So here's my song here's my song
Five pounds of dro five rounds or mo'
Tore from the flo' two sets of hoes
K west to go
Let me talk on this let me walk on this
Mark Spitz extra clips of hollow tips
I'm full throttle with Chicago trips
Hit's model chicks without the bread
Moet bottles flip, I'm out my head yeah
Okay no more for me fuck it, one more for me
Send another round around for all my Gs
Quarterback in the streets
Throw a zip for three
Mr mC on the beats that
Still spin when I freeze
In the city by the sea, bitch
Feel the breeze
Hot head, I got steel to squeeze see easy
The west is on my back
K west is on the track 'kay?
Now we fiend to get it jumpin' like the jacks
Dimes and hoodrats, get down on the flo'
And pop that ass 'til it's time to go
I came to the club with a gang of niggas
But I left from the club
With a gang of bitches
Just got my pimp cup now my name is Bishop
In a money green suit, ice cane and lizards
The P chain still hangs but
It's changed to Spitz
The blues always authentic gangsta shit
Now take this and run with it
Go have fun with it
But make sure you bring it back
When you're done with it
Long Beach done done it again it's been ten
And we've been it since then as little kids
You niggas can't tell me shit on
How to sell with this
I'm hot as hell, we done done it again
Don't worry Chi-town
It's ya boy Kanye To The i got this!
You at the bar tryin' to ask
What that Hypno hit fo'
If you gotta ask that you
Can't afford to get mo'
Dawg, slow down you can't afford to sip Mo'
Leave the club now
Come back when you get dough
Many hoes, many many many many many hoes
Centerfolds, especially I'm in the Go
Cadillac back to back, red, black to indigo
Tell me that I ain't pimpin' yo
Especially they in a row?
Keep a least two, that can't keep they cool
Cause I stay G'd up like
The first week of school
Broke girls, I take 'em to the Section 8
Where I pass the dick around
Like a collection plate
White girls said, "La Di Da Di
We love to party"
And that bitch ain't broke so
That mean she sniff coke
And she only 17 so that mean she can't vote
So if we do anything
That mean you can't quote
It's your hometown boy Mark Spitz and uh
Now I've been getting fucked
Up all night long
This weed and this drink I got is almost gone
And I've been doing wrong my whole life long
So here's my song here's my song
Five pounds of dro five rounds or mo'
Tore from the flo' two sets of hoes
K west to go
Let me talk on this let me walk on this
Mark Spitz extra clips of hollow tips
I'm full throttle with Chicago trips
Hit's model chicks without the bread
Moet bottles flip, I'm out my head yeah
Okay no more for me fuck it, one more for me
Send another round around for all my Gs
Quarterback in the streets
Throw a zip for three
Mr mC on the beats that
Still spin when I freeze
In the city by the sea, bitch
Feel the breeze
Hot head, I got steel to squeeze see easy
The west is on my back
K west is on the track 'kay?
Now we fiend to get it jumpin' like the jacks
Dimes and hoodrats, get down on the flo'
And pop that ass 'til it's time to go
I came to the club with a gang of niggas
But I left from the club
With a gang of bitches
Just got my pimp cup now my name is Bishop
In a money green suit, ice cane and lizards
The P chain still hangs but
It's changed to Spitz
The blues always authentic gangsta shit
Now take this and run with it
Go have fun with it
But make sure you bring it back
When you're done with it
Long Beach done done it again it's been ten
And we've been it since then as little kids
You niggas can't tell me shit on
How to sell with this
I'm hot as hell, we done done it again
Don't worry Chi-town
It's ya boy Kanye To The i got this!
You at the bar tryin' to ask
What that Hypno hit fo'
If you gotta ask that you
Can't afford to get mo'
Dawg, slow down you can't afford to sip Mo'
Leave the club now
Come back when you get dough
Many hoes, many many many many many hoes
Centerfolds, especially I'm in the Go
Cadillac back to back, red, black to indigo
Tell me that I ain't pimpin' yo
Especially they in a row?
Keep a least two, that can't keep they cool
Cause I stay G'd up like
The first week of school
Broke girls, I take 'em to the Section 8
Where I pass the dick around
Like a collection plate
White girls said, "La Di Da Di
We love to party"
And that bitch ain't broke so
That mean she sniff coke
And she only 17 so that mean she can't vote
So if we do anything
That mean you can't quote