Kanye West — Barry Bonds

[Verse 1: Kanye West] It's what you all been waiting for, ain't it? What people pay paper for, damn it They can't stand it, they want something new So let's get reacquainted, became the hood favorite I can't even explain it, I surprise myself too [Chorus: Kanye West] Life of a Don, lights keep glowin' Comin' in the club wit' that fresh shit on Wit' somethin' crazy on my arm, uh-huh-hum And here's another hit, Barry Bonds [Refrain: Kanye West] We outta here, baby! We outta here, baby! We outta here, baby! [Verse 2: Kanye West] Dude! Fresh off the plane—Konnichiwa, bitches Turn around another plane, my passport on pivot Ask for it, I did it—that asshole done did it Talked it, then he lived it, spit it, then he shit it I don't need writērs, I might bounce ideas But only I could come up with some shit like this I done played the underdog my whole career I've been a very good sport, haven't I, this year? They say, "He goin' crazy and we seen this before" But I'm doing pretty good as far as geniuses go And I'm doing pretty hood in my pink polo Nigga, please, how you gon' say I ain't no Lo-head? 'Cause my Dior got me more model head? I'm insulted, you should go 'head And bow so hard 'til your knees hit your forehead And the flow just hit code red Top five MCs, you ain't gotta remind me Top five MCs, you gotta rewind me I'm high up on the line, you could get behind me But my head's so big, you can't sit behind me [Chorus: Kanye West] Life of a Don, lights keep glowin' Comin' in the club wit' that fresh shit on Wit' somethin' crazy on my arm, uh-huh-hum And here's another hit, Barry Bonds [Refrain: Lil Wayne] Yeah, yeah, we outta here, baby! What? What? We outta here, baby! Ayy, Mr. West, we so outta here, baby! And me? I'm Mr. Weezy Baby, yeah! [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] I'm so bright, not shady My teeth and my ice so white like Shady Ice in my teeth so refrigerated I'm so fuckin' good like I'm sleepin' with Meagan (Ha!) I'm all about my Franklins, Lincolns, and Reagans Whenever they make them, I shall hayve them Oops, I meant "have them"—I'm so crazy But if you play crazy, you be sleeping with daisies I'm such a hayvoc—oops, I meant "havoc" And my drink's still pinker than the Easter rabbit And I'm still col' like Keyshia's family Stove on my waist turn beef to patties (Bow!) And I ate it 'cause I'm so avid (No homo) And I don't front and I don't go backwards And I don't practice, and I don't lack shit And you can get buried—suck my bat, bitch (ha!) [Refrain: Kanye West & Lil Wayne] We outta here, baby! We outta here, baby! We outta here, baby! Swag at a hundred and climbin', baby, yeah! [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Life of a Don, lights keep glowin' Comin' in the club wit' that fresh shit on Wit' somethin' crazy on my arm, uh-huh-hum And here's another hit, Barry Bonds