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Wouldn't Get Far

For you, baby, I'd find you

For you, baby, I'd find you

For you, baby, I'd find you

For you, baby, I'd find you

I done been around the world, been around the block

Been around hos that fucked Biggie and Pac

Like Vida Guerra

Ass took her to the top

She'll give you some brains

You let her throw up the Roc

Let her put on your chain, she'll throw you some cock

Picture that, like Megan Good and Jamie Foxx

Hype said "It's a wrap," she still on the set

Puttin' oil on her legs, like she Gloria Velez

She was eye candy in the Double X-L

Hopped off the page and on the skateboard with Pharrell

I knew she (wouldn't get far)

'Cause five hundred dollars can't get you that (far)

How you get that (far)?

And all these new video bitches tryin' be Melyssa Ford

But they don't know Melyssa Ford drive a Honda Accord

She a video vixen, but behind close doors

She do whatever it take to get to the Grammy Awards

Ha ha

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are

Put your hands up, ladies

(You wouldn't get far)

If you kept your legs closed

(It would be just a waste of time)

But you know

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are

I wrote this song for you

(For you, baby, I'd find you)

(For you, baby, I'd find you)

For you (for you), and you (uh)

For all y'all

Pop quiz, how many topless, black foxes

Did I have under my belt, like boxers?

Not to brag, but, if it add up, one, two

Nigga, that's mad nuts

Game, you mad nuts

How you gonna call out all these

Bitches knowin' damn well they gonna call me?

The only dream of the ghetto prom queen

Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen

Maybe get chose by a nigga from a team

Head so good, he don't ask for a prenup'

Now ask your self this question, uh

Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't C-E-O?

Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove an E-O?

Would you ride with Ne-Yo if he was in a Geo?

Well, why the hell you think these bitches comin' at me for?

But since they all fall in my palm, I'll take a trio

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are

Put your hands up, baby

(You wouldn't get far)

If you kept your mouth closed

(It would be just a waste of time)

But you know

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are

I wrote this song for you

(For you, baby, I'd find you)

(For you, baby, I'd find you)

For you, and you

For all y'all

I done have my share of bitches with long hair

Short 'do like Kelis, a Halle, and boomerang, yeah

I been around the block in a Bentley, drop top

On Miami Beach, when Lil' Kim was fuckin' with Scott

I got the scoop on Hoops, whatever the case

She let you spray in her face as long as you Bathin' Apes

And ain't nobody tryin' to take Beyonce from Jay

But I know a bitch named Super Head, fucked back in the day

The things niggas do when pussy sittin' on they face

Stab you in the stomach

She must a had a pussy like Wonder Woman

On that superhero shit, fly as Gabrielle Union

In the back off my six, fo' Impala

Forget the double D's, I put 'em right in your face

Like that model bitch De Cara

And she ain't win the show, but she ridin' in that Gelatta

That's why I fuck 'em today then forget 'em tomorrow

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are

Put your hands up, ladies

(You wouldn't get far)

If you kept your legs closed

(It would be just a waste of time)

But you know

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are

I wrote this song for you

(For you, baby, I'd find you)

(For you, baby, I'd find you)

For you, and you

For all y'all

God damn, you know what I'm sayin'?

I was sittin' back and watchin' Kanye video

And I see the same bitch that was in the homeboy Busta Rhyme's video

Then I flipped the motherfuckin' channel, checkin' out my uncle Snoop Dogg's video

And I see the same bitch that was in MY video

You know what I'm sayin'?

And then, you know what I'm sayin', to make that even more fucked up

I'm watchin' Oprah coverin' Hurricane Katrina

I see the same bitch on Oprah, floatin' away on the hood of a Camry

That was in the nigga Lil' Weezy video

I mean, damn! Everywhere I look, everywhere I go, I see the same hos

Don't get mad, I'm only bein' real, yeah

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written by TAYLOR, JAYCEON / SAWYER, PAM / MCLEOD, MARILYN / WEST, KANYE

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