Artist: Kanye West (Feat Lil Wayne, Rihanna, Big Sean, Drake & Kid Cudi)
Album: ~
Year: 2011
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[Verse 1 – Lil Wayne]
Lights on, I see ya face
She eat me up, she got expensive taste
I see ya dreaming, but you still awake
Big slices, that’s how you cut the cake
It’s cold as hell, I show and tell
Weezy home, a nigga out of jail
In this give or take world, I got what it takes
Put you out your misery, Kathy Bates
I’m Young Money, I’m Cash Money
If we could buy time, I spend my last money
Now I’m spending time, you in a blind
This little light of mine, I’mma let it shine, uh
Bright lights, night lights, head lights
Shhh, no lights but them infra-red lights
Yeah, long life, don’t like to ask twice
You killin’ me baby, this the past life
[Chorus – Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here baby
Extra bright, I want y’all to see this
Turn up the lights in here baby
You know what I need
Want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Verse 2 – Big Sean]
Okay now ready, set, go, go, go, go, go
Go ’til you can’t go no more
I’m ill times ill, dope plus dope
Westside bitch, quote, unquote
Woah there boy, don’t go there hoe
If you cross that line I might overload
I swear these lights-lights-lights be talking to me
But I can’t read Morse code
Why every rapper name Big got body huh?
But every rapper named Sean got money, oooohh
Well I guess my chances are fifty-fifty
But my vision is twenty-twenty
So I’ll be counting a hundred-hundreds
Like oh, my Allah, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy
I took your chick now you want beef
And I’m just chuckling like I’m porky
Cause you spend all day with her spooning
I spend all night with her forking
That’s a one way ticket to hell and they want these bullets to book it for me
Man, I’m shittin’ on every statistic that said I’ll be dead or fucking broke
This is history, your kids, kids, kids, kids gon’ book report me but, what
And I think they wanna murder me
I’m shining hard cause bitch I’m at emergency
[Chorus – Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here baby
Extra bright, I want y’all to see this
Turn up the lights in here baby
You know what I need
Want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Verse 3 – Drake]
Uhh, bad decisions, good intentions
Man I’m riding, Weezy with me
I just left out of the strip club
Made 5 thousand look like 50
I spend all my time in Houston
Smoke that Kush but I don’t do Whitney
I don’t do Britney, I don’t do Lindsay
I made 2 million since last Wednesday
And I hate y’all, y’all got too much free time
Sayin’ I ain’t dropped shit, everything will be fine
Worrying ’bout your old girl, tryna see if she’s mine
Nigga she’s with me when she tells you she needs some “me time”
Its our time so fuck y’all
I’m really ’bout to go Spring Break now, start taking shots in this motherfucker
And you ain’t really have all that ass last month girl, what you got some shots in that motherfucker?
Yeah, we got the Roc in this motherfucker, you thought niggas was gonna pop in this motherfucker
Uh, Young Money, Power Respect in this bitch, you would think we got the Lox in this motherfucker
I made mistakes, I made some bread
I even made a way for them to get ahead
To my surprise, nobody replacing me
Take Care and Carter IV, it wont be long ’til they can see the lights
And I’m on one, I got one
You a pussy nigga, I’m not one
So call it a night, call it a night
And I run this, and y’all know that
I take the purple and pour that
All in a sprite, all in a sprite
[Outro – Kid Cudi]
Getting mine, baby
Gotta let these niggas know, yeah
Get it right, ay
You should go and get your own
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