Kanye West — Diamonds & Dollars

Lyrics from Snippets [Verse 1: Pharrell Williams] -biscuits in the oven Come and see me [Verse 2: Kanye West] Ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, open up your bibles, lets listen to the reverent I'm two numbers ones so together I'm eleven She's a ten I'm number one, together we eleven Her girlfriend a seven, send her to seven-eleven She a tеn, she a seven, that makе 'em seventeen Let me see your ID, only seventeen? Eesh, that could have fucked up everything Nike already don't like me, always had a white tee Dressed like I'm hypebeast, sign it through my white tee Don't race against the American dream Together we like the Kenyan marathon team Three black rap acts that spit that crack Never pushed that 'Lac, rather push somethin' German Lookin' for a Swedish bitch that I could put my sperm in Preach, my brother, gon' start the sermon All I see is green, call me Erik Shermon All I spit is thermal, long-sleeved flannel When I touch the verse, don't touch the channel Bought the rat a purse, she keep callin' it Chanel Never hit a bitch anal, but I run shit annual Now that's some dumb shit I never hit a bitch anal, but I run shit, dumb bitch And I mean that in the nicest sense to the word Just act like I'm some type of nice sensitive nerd That don't need female dogs Cause I done dogged all females Except for the ones that's only in it for the retail She see what you got, she see what we sell Get married so much, I swear them girls on resell She watchin' the draft, she got your jersey all ready She 'bout to pick out her crib in Jersey already She 'bout to be pregnant by Thursday y'all ready? Congratulations, baby boy, on your new baby boy