[Verse 1: Kanye West]

Uh, I don't need no little ass

I need a ghetto ass girl

With a car that can make it 'cross town with just a little gas

I know when we first met, you was a little gassed

But you want to keep your swag

So you was holding back

Your little brother love me

He say, "Yeezy got some fresh clothes"

Your grandmother love me

Cause I always dress in dress clothes

I can switch your dress code

Change your life like, "presto"

I am like that Aston Martin engine, you just press "go"

Why you acting like you ain't impressed for

Oh, see why you listen to the press though?

I ain't finna explain my life up on no Larry King

Cause when I show her that thing

She said, "that explains everything"

Everything

That just changed everything

Yeezy on her name ring

Yeezy where her chain bling

Yeah, I throw Barack up, but

Baby, you get my vote

Love a ghetto girl with more ass than the models

[Bridge: Kanye West]

See, see, see I did the screwed up shit myself

I ain't put no affect, no

You know

[Verse 2: Kanye West]

Ay, ay, ay gonna thump 'm thump

When I thump I'm thumpin' on the old game

I can thump, thump, do some, something 'till they sold me

Turn that bitch to a Soul Train

I'll get a thump with the old stain

Want to just slap that cocaine

Like a cold king, someone who just sound like, "okay"

Okay, I get it, I pound it, I spit it, now I'm throwin' up

I'm gonna, wanna something, 'till I got my moana

And then I'm gonna....

[Verse 3: Jet 2]

Tsina mina mina m'

Tsina mina suhh mina, mina

Guh suh mina mina gah suh oh lih

It's on like, okay

Now who leaves empty sp-sp-spaces-is

Should've told them muthafuckas

That ain't nobody beat is safe and shit

On the track wit' Kanye and shit

Hope he let me finish like Taylor Swift

On my green like a paper chase

Stick my bone in her neck, you could call her Franken-skin

I throw her the D so deep like a quarterback

That I just might break a wrist

My bro got 24s sittin' on the Maro

You can bet he on his Laker shit

I be on my championship

On this game, I take a shit

I'm Jet 2, nigga, no; not 3

This ain't no play-play-stati-tion

Shout-out to my DDP niggas

And my friends with the book that's on yo' face and shit

Shout-out to my twiggas on Twitter @ThaJet2

Who follow greatness-is

I ain't got diamonds on my chain

So I just put diamonds on my brain, and then

Put diamonds on her bracelet

And lick her down to her anklet

What it is