[Intro:]
This one for my baller n***as
That hate when the weakest ho in the club try to approach him
Some songs the ladies love me
The girls gon' hate me for this one
But I gotta do it
Come on
[Hook 1:]
b**h, do I look like your type?
Don't get me wrong, you still gotta look cool to me
b**h, do I look like your type?
[Verse 1:]
She asked
Is that pronounced N-Y-C?
No, that's a niche
Rock Clavin Klein
So she can see K
I'm still doing 120 on the freeway
She still got a prom picture in her key-chain
I told her look
This ain't high school no more
I'm not tryin'a f** being cool no more
So n***as go ball
Just to perform
Cause all these rats be talking up a storm
I know what they worn
I know what they be liking
If they hair short
Said "They probably be dyking'"
Probably a drying
Probably you like it
I can't know what
You're probably a psychic
I know a crazy b**h by the look in her eyes
I know a cheating b**h gonna look at my guys
I know a fat b**h gonna look at them fries
Tell me on the side like
"Can I supersize?"
Got my meat in my ride
Go down while I drive
Some hoes ain't for show
You just keep 'em inside
Call 'em at 3 AM and get deep up inside
Yo me and my homie, when you see me you don't know me
You heard?
[Hook 2:]
b**h, do I look like your type?
Don't get me wrong, you still gotta look cool to me
b**h, do I look like your type?
This ain't a song I made for ugly hoes to start approaching me
[Hook 1]
[Verse 2:]
Woah
She
Rock the jeans above the knees
Oh them must be some kid capris
So I spend cheese
Urp!
b**h please
Your girlfriend ain't tell you 'bout me
Kanye f** 'em and leave 'em
Act like he don't need 'em
See titties and squeeze 'em
For no f**ing reason
"Ugh, he's so cla**less grabbing a**es
How would you do a nerd b**h with gla**es"?
Pimp n***a never spent no dough on a booty
I wish I would take this fat hoe to the movies
Them n***as must not know the price of the Coogi
I'ma little too rich to f** this broke b**h
The survey says: "By the streets according
Kanye more important than Michael Jordan
Got this rap game locked, you could call the warden
Give hoes co*k then I'm gone by morning
[Hook 1 + Hook 2]
[Verse 3]
Damn I was wrong..how could I stoop so low?
Pull up in a four door volvo
Dropped the top and swooped yo hoe
Woah..oh no
I don't want no wild body b**h in my wild body 6
No f**ing weak hoes in my f**ing Regal
No b**h that's whack in my Cadillac
No b**h with a fade in my Escalade
No s*uts with a gut in my Beamer truck
No ? in my gold Jaguar
Deep voice b**hes like "{vocalizes deep murmurings}"
"I never thought Kanye would take it this far!"
[Outro]
Remember back in high school?
Like prom queen, right?
She was like 37-25-36
Now she 37 with 25 kids
Ya' know what I'm sayin?
Now she on the come up
Tryna get a baller n***a
b**h heard my song on the radio
She heard me on the Jagged Edge sh**
Memorized my cell phone number out the blue
Called me on some..
"I wasn't sure if that was you or not"
b**h you ain't hear me say Kanye Titter at the beginning?
Gold digging b**h