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Barry Bonds
Kanye West Lyrics

It's what you all been waiting for ain't it?
What people pay paper for damn it, they can't stand it
They want something new, so let's get reacquainted
Became the hood favorite, I can't even explain it, I surprise myself too
Life of a Don, lights keep glowing
Coming in the club with that fresh **** on
With something crazy on my arm
Uh-uh-hum, and here's another hit, Barry Bonds

We outta here baby!

"Dude!" Fresh off the plane, "konichiwa," bitches
Turn around another plane, my passport on pivot
Ask for it I did it, that ******* done did it
Talked it then he lived it, spit it then he **** it
I don't need writers, I might bounce ideas
But only I could come up with some **** like this
I done played the underdog my whole career
I've been a very good sport, haven't I, this year
They say "he going crazy and we seen this before"
But I'm doing pretty good as far as geniuses go
And I'm doing pretty hood in my pink polo
***** please, how you gonna say I ain't no Lo-head
Cause my Dior got me more model head
I'm insulted, you should go 'head
And bow so hard until your knees hit your forehead
And the flow just hit code red
Top 5 MCs, you ain't gotta remind me
Top 5 MCs: you gotta rewind me
I'm high up on the line, you could get behind me
But my head's so big you can't sit behind me

Life of a Don, lights keep glowing
Coming in the club with that fresh **** on
With something crazy on my arm
Uh-uh-hum, and here's another hit, Barry Bonds

Yeah, yeah, we outta here baby!
Wha, wha, we outta here baby!
Hey Mr. West we so outta here baby

And me, I'm Mr. Weezy Baby
I'm so bright not shady
My teeth and my ice so white like Shady
Ice in my teeth so refrigerated
I'm so fucking good like I'm sleeping with Megan
I'm all about my Franklins, Lincolns and Reagans
Whenever they make them, I shall hayve them
Oops, I meant "have them," I'm so crazy
But if you play crazy you be sleeping with daisies
I'm such a hay-vic, oops I meant "havoc"
And my drink's still pinker than the Easter rabbit
And I'm still cole like Keyshia's family
Stove on my waist turn beef to patties
And I ate it cause I'm so avid
I don't front and I don't go backwards
And I don't practice and I don't lack ****
And you can get buried, **** my bat *****

We outta here baby!

Swag at a hundred and climbin', baby, yeah
Life of a Don, lights keep glowing
Coming in the club with that fresh **** on
With something crazy on my arm
Ha Ha Hum, and here's another hit, Barry Bonds

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MIKE DEAN, N LANDSBERG, NOTTZ, F PAPPARLARDI, J VENTURA, LIL WAYNE, L WEINSTEIN, KANYE WEST

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An extended brag-rap exchange between Kanye and Lil Wayne off Kanye’s Graduation. The two brag about their high-cash lifestyles, and, of course, the ease with which they create hit songs

“Barry Bonds” got dated real quick: it was written around the time Bonds broke the all-time MLB home run record in the summer of 2007, but soon after the album was released, he was hit with steroid allegations. The song’s ironic in two respects: it was never itself released as a single Read Full BioAn extended brag-rap exchange between Kanye and Lil Wayne off Kanye’s Graduation. The two brag about their high-cash lifestyles, and, of course, the ease with which they create hit songs

“Barry Bonds” got dated real quick: it was written around the time Bonds broke the all-time MLB home run record in the summer of 2007, but soon after the album was released, he was hit with steroid allegations. The song’s ironic in two respects: it was never itself released as a single, so it never had a chance to be “another hit,” and Bonds didn’t actually get many hits because teams would usually walk him instead of letting him hit homers.

“Barry Bonds” features a sample from “Long Red” by Mountain