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that's my bitch
by The Throne

Kanye West
Hello, can I speak to a, a, yeah you know who you are
Look, you had no idea what ya dealing with
Something on some of this realest shit
Pop champagne, I ain't give ya a sip
Bout to go dumb, how come?

Yeah, that's my bitch
That's my bitch
Sh-shorty right there
That's my bitch
That's my bitch

Elly Jackson
I've been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life
And live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high

Kanye West
I paid for them titties, get your own
It aint safe in the city, watch the throne
You say I care more about them basquion's, basquiats
She learning a new word, its yacht
Blew the World up as soon as I hit the club with her
Too Short called, told me "I fell in love with her"
Seen by actors, ball players and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never love niggas
Twisted love story True Romance
Mary Magdalene from a pole dance
I'm a freak huh, rock star life
The second girl with us, that's our wife
Hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old perv that's tryna play second fiddle
No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle
But my dick worth money I put Moni in the middle
(Where she at, in the middle?)

Elly Jackson
I've been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life
And live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high

Sweaty little vixen, mixes 'til morning
I'm yearning, (I'm ye..aa..rr')
Do it in the crib and den dab on dat potion
Stop motion, ooh, yeah

Jay-Z
Go harder than a nigga; for a nigga, go figure
Told me "keep my own money" if we ever did split up
How can somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
With jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her
That's right nigga Mona Lisa can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite nice
But why all the pretty icons always all-white?

Put some colored girls in the MOMA
Half these broads ain't got nuttin' on ...
Don't make me bring Thelma in it!
Bring Halle, bring Penelope, or Salma in it!

Back to my Beyonces
You deserve 3 stacks worth a' Andre
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in moseums
You belong in vintage clothes clutching the whole building
You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope dealing
You too dope for any of those civilians
Now shoot trigga, stop looking at her tits
Get ya own dog, ya heard
That's my bitch

Elly Jackson
I've been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life
And live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high

Silly little vixen, mixes 'til morning
Not swerving, oh, yeah
Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion
Stop motion, ooh, yeah

Kanye West
You have no idea what you're dealing with
Something on some of this realest shit
Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth
Something, something, yeah

That's my bitch, That's my bitch
Sh-shorty right there? That's my bitch
That's my bitch

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