☆ Clique – Kanye West(Kanye West;Jay-Z;Big Sean)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOrCc-HubUw

What of the dollar you murdered for
Is that the one fighting for your soul
Or your brother’s the one
That you’re running from
But if you got money
Fuck it, cause I want some
BIG fuckin with me
Oh God wow Ok
Ain’t nobody fucking with my
Clique clique clique clique clique
Ain’t nobody fresher
Than my muthafuckin
Clique clique clique clique clique
As I look around
They don’t do it like my
Clique clique clique clique clique
And all these bad bitches man
They want the
They want the
BIG Oh God
I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say
My block behind me like
I’m coming out the driveway
It’s grind day from Friday
To next Friday
I been up straight for nine days
I need a spa day
Yup, She trying get me that poo tang
I might let my crew bang
My crew deeper than Wu Tang
I’m rolling with fuck I’m saying
Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Chainz
Scrrr I’m pulling up
In that Bruce Wayne
But I’m the fucking villain, man
They kneeling when I’m wa
lking in the building
Freaky women I be feeling
From the bank accounts I’m filling
What a feeling ah man they gotta be
Young player from the D
That’s killing everything that he see
Ain’t nobody fucking with my
Clique clique clique clique clique
Ain’t nobody fresher
Than my muthafuckin
Clique clique clique clique clique
As I look around
They don’t do it like my
Clique clique clique clique clique
And all these bad bitches man
They want the
They want the they want the
Yeah, I’m talking Ye
Yeah, I’m talking Rih
Yeah, I’m talking B nigga
I’m talking me
Yeah, I’m talking bossy
I ain’t talking Kelis
Your money too short
You can’t be talking to me
Yeah I’m talking LeBron
We ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug dealing cousin
Ain’t nothing fuckin with we me
Turn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a man
Ain’t nothin nobody can do with me
Now who with me
¡Vamonos
Call me Hov or Jefe
Translation I’m the shit
Least that what my neck say
Least that what my check say
Lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years
Ain’t hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we gonna tell
We top of the totem pole
It’s the Dream Team meets
The Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it
Only means one thing
You ain’t fucking with my clique
Clique clique clique clique
Ain’t nobody fresher
Than my muthafuckin
Clique clique clique clique clique
As I look around
They don’t do it like my
Clique clique clique clique clique
And all these bad bitches, man
They want the
They want the, they want the
Break records at Louie
Ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all
From a home movie
Bow on our arrival
The Un American idols
What niggas did in Paris
Got ’em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I’m talking business
We talking CIA
I’m talking George Tenet
I seen him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach
Think he had the same
Except mine tinted
And his might have been rented
You know white people get money
Don’t spend it
Or maybe they get money
Buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains
And go ig’nant
I know Spike Lee gone kill me
But let me finish
Blame it on the pigment
We living no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was
Just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs
Now I’m looking at a crib right
Next to where TC lives
That’s Tom Cruise
Whatever she accuse
He wasn’t really drunk
He just had a frew brews
Pass the refreshments
A cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a news
Crew’s presence
Speedboat swerve
Homie watch out for the waves
I’m way too black to burn from sun rays
So I just meditate
At the home in Pompeii
About how I could build
A new Rome in one day
Everytime I’m in Vegas
They screaming like he’s Elvis
But I just wanna design hotels
And nail it
Shit is real got me
Feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele
Nah that’s Brazilian
Went through, deep depression
When my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is that
But I been talking to God for so long
And if you look at my life
I guess he’s talking back
Fucking with my clique
Ain’t nobody fresher
Than my muthafuckin
Clique
As I look around
They don’t do it like my
Clique
And all these bad bitches man
They want the
They want the, they want the
Go