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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Consequence
Consequence
Rap
Dwele
Dwele
Performer
Kanye West
Kanye West
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Composer
A. Gardner
A. Gardner
Composer
D. Mills
D. Mills
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Kanye West
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Kanye to the, yeah, okay
I'm gettin' spins all day in LA, like Fele Fell
Or we can go to the D, where Dwele dwell
DC, PG or ATL
Back in the Chi, made my life like a magazine
Honey wanna know the details about my ebony
Well, that's X-X-L
Far as the penthouse, yeah, that's upscale
Mademoiselle got a hell of a black tail
I'm feelin' her vibe, her body and soul
I heard you stay in a metropolitan home
Well, let's kill all the polly-in', I'll offer you a cosmopolitan
Let's jet out the club, get some oxygen
Your friends claim I'm a player, you'll be lucky to keep me
But you know people gon' be talkin' 'bout us weekly
My car be in a robbery
P.O.R.T., but what's more important to me, is that you
[Verse 2]
Open your ears
Don't allow these words to be ignored by years
Fearing lullabies, containing the same old lies
Dealin' just to deal is a crime
Besides, I know you wouldn't mind
Trying something new, so
[Verse 3]
Let's try
We can work it out
If you let love guide
The way that you feel for me
Oh, why
Let this opportunity
Pass by
You should hold on
[Verse 4]
Please don't resist
Let those harmonies to me
Escape your lips
There's no need to go home
Just to dance along (Dance along)
I know you can't enjoy it on your own
Really, I don't see nothin' wrong
With you and I spending some time
Also let me mention
My only intention
Is to feed you every single thing you hunger for
In my heart, I have to
And want to have you
So fulfilled that you will never need to ask for more
[Verse 5]
Let's try
We can work it out
If you let love guide
The way that you feel for me
Oh, why
Let this opportunity
Pass by
You should hold on
[Verse 6]
Now, someone told my girl that's she's a trophy wife
Sorta like Grant Hill or Kobe's wife
So when we out in public, she be so polite
But when we back at home, she be poltergeist
I mean, provokin' fights, tryna poke me with knives
And last time I tried to poke her, she just told me, "Goodnight"
See her clothes would be tight, she was pervert approved
Till she gave up on life, now she don't wanna move
Hypnotized by the tool, so she stay with the clicker
And a cup full of liquor, thinkin' it's makin' her thicker
But it's makin' her slimmer, so her future is dimmer
I can't remember last time I took my baby to dinner
See, I'm missin' her sister, who was freaky and ruthless
And a Yorkshire terrier in the pocket with pooches
In a pocket with Guccis, was takin' my lunch money
Just like the gooches, I'll tell you the truth miss
[Verse 7]
Girl, instead of running from my love
You can run to
To these arms that's meant for you
So why not stay around?
[Verse 8]
Let's try
We can work it out
If you let love guide
The way that you feel for me
Oh, why
Let this opportunity
Pass by
You should hold on
Let's try
We can work it out
If you let love guide
The way that you feel for me
Why
Let this opportunity
Pass by
You should hold on
Written by: A. Gardner, D. Mills, K. West
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