CHORUS I got a lot on my head Most of it is you I got a lot on my head Can't forget about you Lock me away where the silly boys go I'm on top of
[Kanye West] I got a dirty mind I got filthy ways I'm tryna Bathe my ape in your Milky Way I'm a legend, I'm irreverent I be reverend I be so fa-a-ar
Money, money, cars, cars Clothes, clothes, the hos I suppose, yeah I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hos I suppose I just
now put ya bank up It's all on me I got a scenery to stank up Crank up the beat, raise up the heat I'm thrownin a block party on two one streets, fo'
, pigs can't stop me Uhh, am I a G, I got proof Banged in my youth, keep niggas on the roof With a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope Tupac string a nigga
Sound like my mic is right I-I am not a human, shout to all my moon men Yeah, they call me Tune, got them bitches tuned in It's a crazy world so I stay
comes right down and lands on the ground And out comes a man from Mars And you try to run but he's got a gun And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
a sin, you my sensation I know I'm preachin' to the congregation We love Jesus but she done learned a lot from Satan I mean a nigga did a lot of waitin
't got no job but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent But thats okay 'cause I'm still fly Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
your family and steppin' to your B.I. You see I, stay on top of shit like a fly My niggas reach when they got beef then jet down to South Beach Yo mouthpiece
same building, but we got different views I got a couple cars, I never get to lose Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days
you exactly where you at I want the scratch that you done say Remember, bust a cap a lot For the rooftop snypaz snap a lot Puttin down with rap-a-lot
brick Ice in the bracelet give the Matrix a glitch And my car's like a spaceship Got gold in my Nike checks Jordans got ice in the laces Pants got a
Chorus] I want the money, Money and the cars, Cars and the clothes, The hoes, I suppose, I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful. I just wanna be, I
man I, I, I'm the man Got no wife but the white be my girlfriend Bitch, I'm the man I, I, I'm the man I, I, I'm the man I, I, I'm the man Don't look
[Kanye West - Verse 1] I got a dirty mind I got filthy ways I'm tryna bathe my eyy in your milky way I'm a legend I'm irreverent I'll be reverend I'll
I done ran through hell with gasoline drawers on I'm the portrait of a hustler and once again it's on I still got money buried in my backyard I'm bumpy
I don't like that, I don't like that at all [Chorus] I got myself some new funk And I'm, bout to get funked up, I said Well you got a lot of cash let
