Kanye West – Good Friday lyrics

(Kanye West) Party people in the place to be You are now in the midst of a real mc Throw your hands in the air if you real as me Oooooooooooh (Kid Cudi) Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready (Kanye) Such an easy mornin', we on a ride And I'm feelin' smooth as the way the Benz drive Turn the radio down if they playin' that bullshit They don't want black people to think at trial He think he live (Common) He think he live, he think he cold He think I'm high, I'm in thinker mode Eyes low'd, I let the skies hold the thoughts The streets are like the high road that I go across (Kanye) I mean, my whole team 'bout to smash the streets The Phillip Lim remind them that it's Fashion Week And the weather wasn't barely hot Did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott? Did I mention G. O. O. D. Music, yeah, forever we hot Motherfucker, are you ready or not? Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready (This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop) (Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!) (This goes out to the allcore hip-hop) (Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!) (Pusha T) As 'Ye flips the piano The mood swings like the change of a channel He's heating up like they wrapped him in flannel Sellin' kilos through your ipod nano Cocaine vandal, I induct scandal Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury's handle Vaseline face, reminiscent of my tires Ice cream paint job, somethin' like Breyers Euro tank top, Dior inspired Sell it to you hard, no assembly required (Eyuck!) I'm 2012 in 2010 Which makes this a time machine, not just any Benz Floss for the members of the gang with 28 While haters wish death 'pon me, that's many men Yeah, and if you slaim you on your paper route Stop talkin', motherfucker, pull your paper out Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready (Big Sean) Now tell me, do it feel good? Well, all right Don't worry, we gon' be here all night And you know a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!) Westside, Westside! So te-te-tell who the freshest of 'em all? They claimin' that they fresh, they ain't fresher than my balls A nigga seen the fresh like I'm headed to the fall Mc hunting season, putting heads up on the wall I sneak peeked ahead while we headed to the loft Man, I always thought with the head inside my drawers I guess that's why in school, my grades went from As to Bs to Cs All over double Ds, I be absent all week This is for my niggas, all the ones I ride for Man, that's the fam, we let 'em in through the side door Hold on: That's the girl you gave a wedding ring? Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything (Charlie Wilson) And let me hear you say ahhhh Va-va-va-va-va-va Va-va-va-va-va-va Let me hear you say ahhhh Va-va-va-va-va-va Va-va-va-va-va-va (Kanye) Ay, we promised Now put your hands up to the sky Until the day in that we die And we'll be here all evenin' G. O. O. D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready End Explain Request ×

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