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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Vocals
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Sound Effects
Arthur Russell
Arthur Russell
Sampled Artist
Isaac Hayes
Isaac Hayes
Sampled Artist
Nelly
Nelly
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Songwriter
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter
Karriem Riggins
Karriem Riggins
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Jason Epperson
Jason Epperson
Songwriter
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
Isaac Hayes
Isaac Hayes
Songwriter
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Songwriter
Chuck Brown
Chuck Brown
Songwriter
Malik Yusef
Malik Yusef
Songwriter
Charles Arthur Russell Jr.
Charles Arthur Russell Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Kanye West
Producer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Producer
Karriem Riggins
Karriem Riggins
Producer
Noah Goldstein
Noah Goldstein
Recording Engineer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

(Baby lion goes) (Where the islands go) (Baby lion goes) You say you never saw this comin' Well, you're not alone Million dollar renovations to a happy home (Where the islands go) My ex says she gave me the best years of her life I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right (Baby lion goes) I wake up, assestin' the damages Checkin' MediaTakeOut (Where the islands go) Pictures of me drunk walkin' out with a bitch But it's blurry enough to get the fake out (Baby lion goes) I wake up, all veggies no eggs I hit the gym, all chest no legs (Where the islands go) Yep, then I made myself a smoothie Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie (Baby lion goes) Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago Ándale, ándale E.I, E.I, uh-oh (Where the islands go) You had me drivin' far enough to switch the time zone You was the best of all time at the time, though (Baby lion goes) Yeah, you wasn't mine, though But I still drove thirty hours (Where the islands go) (Baby lion goes) And I Yeah, I still drove thirty hours to you, yeah (Where the islands go) (Baby lion goes) I remember rappin' for Jay and Cam Young producer just trying to get his flows off (Where the-) I remember being nervous to do Victoria's Secret 'Til I pictured everybody with they clothes off (Baby lion goes) Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition I'm drivin' with no winter tires in December (Where the islands go) Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, like a private school for women Then I get there and all the Popeye's is finished, girl (Baby lion goes) You don't love me, you just pretendin' I need a happy beginnin', middle and endin' (-islands go) Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago It's gettin' hot in here, that's all that I know (Baby lion goes) Got a hotel room, three stars for you You call down for an omelet, girl It's 5 in the morning (Where the islands go) You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria Only thing open is Waffle House, girl, don't start with me (Baby lion goes) I used the Western Union for you like it's no prob' 'Cause you was in college complainin' 'Bout it's no jobs (Where the islands go) But you were suckin' a nigga dick the whole time Well, I guess a blowjob's better than no job And I drove back thirty hours, uh (Where the main ties onto the sail) (Better on sighting) (For astern, oh) 3 Stacks, can you help me out? Thirty hours Yeah, this type of shit you just ride out to Thirty hours Thirty hours Thirty hours I just be like, it was my idea to have an open relationship Now a nigga mad Now I'm 'bout to drive ninety miles like Matt Barnes to kill Thirty hours Just to kill Just to Just to I'm about to drive ninety Ninety miles like Matt Barnes just to whoop a nigga ass It was my idea and now a nigga (Thirty hours) Now a nigga mad, now a nigga, uh A stunna Whoop him after school just to show I got class Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh Duh-duh with you, yeah (Thirty hours) You know what I'm sayin'? Drop some shit like that Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy, uh Whoop him after school just to Thirty hours Whoop him after school just to show I got class Uh, igh, uh, uh, 3 Stacks Thirty hours Just ride out to that, uh Check it out: this the bonus track, this the bonus Thirty hours My favorite albums used to have like bonus joints like this That's why they kick it off like this Yeah, just did that Madison Square Garden Thirty hours Had to put the flyest nigga on this shit, ayy, ayy The pyramids shall rise Thirty hours Look at these ultralight beams flowin' For all the moms, the dads, the kids, the families That shared this moment with us Let's rock out for 'bout Thirty hours You know, ayy, you know Ayy, you know, ayy, you know Thirty hours Whole design team, Yeezy team, music team, ayy Remember when the whole block'd get shout out? This my version of a shout-out track Thirty hours Let that mothafucka rock, let that, let that, yeah To my brother Yasiin, holding it down in Africa Thirty hours To my family: thank you for holding me down The media be acting like Thirty hours That's Gabe calling Yo, Gabe I'm just doing a— I'm just doing an adlib track right now What's up? Thirty hours Thirty hours
Writer(s): Cornell Haynes, Pharrell L. Williams, Isaac Hayes, Jason Epperson, Kanye Omari West, Charles L. Brown, Aubrey Drake Graham, Emmanuel Karriem Riggins, Michael G. Dean, Arthur Russell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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