J. Cole’s Freestyle Earned Him Some Backlash For This Bill Cosby Line

J. Cole kicked off his return to music with a fire freestyle but it didn’t come without controversy.

The Carolina native may have been missing from the scene for a bit, but he clearly didn’t take any time off. J. Cole is the type of rapper who probably writes bars in his sleep, so it was no surprise when he dropped by The LA Leakers to deliver a couple of flawless freestyles over some throwback tracks.

When presented with the instrumentals for Souls of Mischief’s “93 Til Infinity”, Cole didn’t hesitate to pour out his honey smooth flow, quickly getting to the real point—explaining that he knows he’s the best, even if he doesn’t always get the accolades he deserves.

“This is chess better check your board/Who gave the world more fire but got less reward?” he rhymes. “No stress, my only guess is that less is more/More or less, hundred G’s in my dresser drawer.”

He goes on to reference his lavish lifestyle and womanizing tendencies, not untypical of many rap lyrics. However, what is untypical is Cole’s highly elevated wordplay and use of clever callbacks and complicated rhyme schemes.

“Walking contradiction, my description,” he spits, accurately pointing out his ability to be both stereotypical and entirely unique at the same time.

J. Cole goes on to deliver another freestyle that shows off his fast-rapping skills. Although he isn’t necessarily known as one of the quickest spitting rappers in the game, he definitely has flows in his arsenal that would get many other rappers tongue-tied. Rapping over the slow southern beat for Mike Jones’ “Still Tippin”, J. Cole expertly juxtaposes the track’s drawl with a rapid-fire verse that addresses the many ways in which he sets himself apart from other popular rappers, as well as his gratitude for how far he’s come.

For good measure, Cole also throws in a Bill Cosby reference that manages to be cringeworthy and genius at the same time.

Luckily for J. Cole fans, the rapper has much more to offer following these freestyles. His sixth studio album, The Off Season, drops Friday, May 14th.

That Bill Cosby bar my godddd @JColeNC pic.twitter.com/meP0b84li3

— Maxaveli (@TurntuptotheMAX) May 12, 2021

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Jay-Z – Things That U Do Lyrics

(feat. Mariah Carey)

[Jay-Z]
Uh-huh, uh
Jigga man, uh-huh MC
ThatÒs right
Swizz Beatz
Uh, uh, come on

[Mariah (Jay-Z)]
It’s the things that you do
That make me feel so…
(Come on, inhale, exhale, breathe on it for me)
And I don’t know the way I feel
I can explain
(Uh)
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
(Bounce, bounce)
It’s the things that you do
That make me feel so..
(Exhale breathe on it for me)
And I don’t know the way I feel
I can explain (Yeah)
I love you
(Uh come on)
You thug look at what you make the clubs do

[Jay-Z]
You know the flow sicka, know Jigga, mo’ sicka now right
You know what me and Swizz’s shit sound like
Crazed and demonic, uh without blazin chronic
Product of Reaganomics
You know that motherf*ckin stoop raised me
Ringin in da hoops but I was too lazy
School made me sick, teachers said I was too crazy
Low and behold, it’s the new and improved Jay-Z
Let me explain this to you baby
I spent nights out, days in
Niggaz was blazing, twelve noon where I was raised in
I felt caged in but kept roaming
Prayed for the Day of Atonement
Married to the streets no date of annulment
It seems every time it comes up
They postpone it
So I kept my chrome at the waist
Waiting for the omen
Savoring the moment and now you know
The reason that I flow the way I flow baby

[Mariah (Jay-Z)]
It’s the things that you do
(Uh, inhale, exhale, breathe on it)
That make me feel so..
And I don’t know the way I feel
I can explains
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
(Bounce, shake, bounce, shake)
It’s the things that you do
That make me feel so..
(Uh, exhale, breathe on it for me)
And I don’t know the way I feel I can explain (Uh)
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
(Drop, bounce, yo)

[Jay-Z]
You know I move like an ounce
Bottled up like crack
That’s how I make you bounce like that
Defy Webster’s words they can’t pronounce like that
That’s why no other rapper got a sound like that
Trap, trap of my life
Flashback, kill niggaz
Rap skills unmatched, Jigga man baby
I can’t entertain it sometimes I can’t explain it
God given, gifts of a soul for hard living
Far be it from me to question Allah’s wisdom
Could’ve been lost in the system
Instead I’m involved with the rhythm
I dodged prison, came out unscathed from car collisions
I know I must be part of some mission
Shit I used take it for granted
Why they placed me on this planet

I would ask myself while writin raps to myself
But right there under my nose
Was the flow of all flows
Not a demon but a rose in the cement, come on

[Mariah (Jay-Z)]
It’s the things that you do
That make me feel so..
(Inhale, exhale, breathe on it MC)
And I don’t know the way I feel
I can explain
(Uh)
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
(Bounce, shake, shake it, uh)
It’s the things that you do
That make me feel so..
(Exhale, uh)
And I don’t know the way I feel I can explain
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
(Lights out nigga)

[Jay-Z]
You know I’ve traveled through zones
Homes spazzed like a bad back
I came into this game on Jaz’s back
I jumped off stood on my own two like boom, that’s that
Yeah I’m here to show and prove
Don’t matter to me the Garden or flowin on Clue
Whatever niggas wanna do – it’s alright with me
Whether you big or bossy, jig or flossy
Dusty or musty, sober or saucy
Broker than Todd Bridges, richer than Bill Cosby
Forgive me for my arrogance or you still salty?
Past on to the next life and you still haunt me
I’mma keep doing me unfortunately
I make the club rock, make thugs pop guns
Make old folks do the bus stop; can’t stop son
Shit I give you what’s hot and what’s not, I never knew
Y’all (niggas) know (niggas) how (niggas) do

[Mariah (Jay-Z)]
It’s the things that you do that make me feel so..
(Uh, exhale, inhale)
And I don’t know the way I feel
I can explain
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
(Uh, bounce, shake, what? uh-huh)
It’s the things that you do that make me feel so..
(Uh-huh, inhale, exhale)
And I don’t know the way I feel I can explain
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
(Bounce, shake ladies)
It’s the things that you do that make me feel so..
(Uh-huh, breathe for me, uh, uh-huh)
And I don’t know the way I feel
I can explain
(Uh)
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
(Lights out niggas)
It’s the things that you do that make me feel so..
And I don’t know the way I feel I can explain
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
It’s the things that you do that make me feel so..
And I don’t know the way I feel I can explain
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
It’s the things that you do that make me feel so..
And I don’t know the way I feel I can explain
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do

Cardi B Refused To Take Tekashi 6ix9ine Bait: “I won’t make the same mistake twice”

Cardi B says she’s not making the same mistake twice amidst 6ix9ine trolling her.

Tekashi 6ix9ine made a dramatic return to social media with his recent run-in with Meek Mill in Atlanta. While that in itself sparked enough conversation to accommodate a successful new single or video, the rapper is already on to the next one after releasing his song “Zaza,” which features a soundbite from the confrontation with Meek.

Taking to Instagram to start trolling his next victim, the controversial New York rapper alluded to Cardi B when he shared a poll on Instagram Stories asking, “If I took women to hotels, drugged them, and then robbed them, would I be canceled?”

6ix9ine was clearly taking a jab at the Hustlers star who once admitted to drugging and robbing men in her previous career. She seemingly addressed the shot Tekashi69 took at her with her own post on her Instagram Story. “I will never let NOBODY take advantage of me again!” Cardi B wrote. “The industry is weird but I won’t make the same mistake twice,” she added in a second post.

DJ Akademiks shared a screenshot of Cardi’s sentiments on his page, causing Tekashi 6ix9ine to react in the comments. “Bill Cosby went to jail… remember that boys,” the rapper wrote, suggesting that there is a gender double standard.

Tekashi 6ix9ine has made a whole career out of trolling, so the fact that he instigated this and is happily chiming in on the aftermath comes as no surprise. However, Cardi B is showing growth, and as she said, she learned from her mistake. It is probably wise of Cardi not to speak on the controversy again, and I think her PR team would agree.

Tekashi 6ix9ine being a professional troller, has become quite good at drawing people out, but he doesn’t seem to be getting the better of Cardi B so far. Do you think 6ix9ine will continue to troll the “Up” rapper?

H16 – Vychilluj Lyrics (feat. Maxo)

Vychilluj to je moje Tao
A čo už teraz s tým, keď sa stalo
Vyšiluj a všetko ide na prd
Vychilluj a všetko ide samo

Vychilluj, stres vyjde draho
Vychilluj, ta pohoda je zdarma
Príčina je preč, keď to pustíš
Nezmože ti nič, ani karma

Boh hraje s vesmírom kostky
A luďom z toho drbe na te mozky
Bláznia sa ženu sa jak sprostý
Show pokračuje, Bill Cosby

Každý chce mať peniazy jak Arab
24 hodin denně karát
Ale jednoho dňa dojde Spirit na hrad
A postaví tam svoj biely barák

Úspech, úsmev jak Obama
Ale na každého Obamu je Putin
A na každého Busha jeden Usama
Na každu božu dceru syn sukin

Nemožeme kontrolovat všetko
Požehnaný, kdo ovláda seba
Vychilluj, tam vonku je to peklo
Nevyšiluj ten vnutrý kusok z neba

Ej

Vychilluj…

T-Pain – Booty (Remix) (feat. Young Cash)

[Intro: T-Pain]
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
That booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
That booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot (woo)
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot

[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, toot toot
Oh, girl, I wanna see you, twerk
I’ma make that pussy, squirt
If you scared, go to, church
Toot toot
Uh, get all up in that, skirt
Coming all over your, shirt
Put the pussy in the, dirt
Toot toot
Oh, I love that booty
Hammer dance on the booty
Don’t you put pants on the booty, oh no
Toot toot
Uh, and I miss that booty, yeah
Might need to kiss that booty, yeah
Would you let a nigga hit that booty? Oh no

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
You gotta see this bitch out, put regular pants on (girl, where them leggings?)
Impossible booty, yeah
I get my dance on
My dick fuck right on top of that booty (brrrr)
She get on the wave
Ain’t no stopping that booty (hol’ up)
She tryna get saved
I put my choppers on duty
Toot toot
Put that booty on you too
Get a million and [?], ooh, ooh
Toot toot
Boop, boop
Pop it, drop it, stop it, pop it
If I T-Mix on your shit, I’m a motherfuckin’ rocket

[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, toot toot
Oh, girl, I wanna see you, twerk
I’ma make that pussy, squirt
If you scared, go to, church
Toot toot
Uh, get all up in that, skirt
Coming all over your, shirt
Put the pussy in the, dirt
Toot toot
Oh, I love that booty
Hammer dance on the booty
Don’t you put pants on the booty, oh no
Toot toot
Uh, and I miss that booty, yeah
Might need to kiss that booty, yeah
Would you let a nigga hit that booty? Oh no

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Bounce that booty on the floor (shake)
Shake it ’til you get a lil sore (shake)
Show ’em your mama made a ho (shake, twerk twerk)
Go’n ‘head, get a little low (shake)
Shake that booty in the car (shake)
Shake that booty in the store (shake)
(Twerk twerk, shake)
Pop it, stop it, drop it, pop it
If I hit Alexis Skyy, I’ma motherfuckin’ rock it (twerk twerk, shake)
I ain’t got no fucking heart
I can’t be loyal to you whore
You weren’t here from the start (twerk twerk)

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Twerk twerk), twerk
Girl I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Twerk twerk), twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Twerk twerk)
Can I touch that booty?
That booty, that big old booty?
Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty?
Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (twerk twerk)

[Verse 3: Young Cash]
If I see that out, be your one and only
Promise, promise, I will never leave that booty lonely
I wouldn’t cheat with that booty, it’s big, what to do with that booty?
Make me a mill like that booty, put a lil pill in that booty
We rolling in the strip club, swerving my car
Like it’s stolen, she’s sitting on my lap with all of these ones
My dick growing, tell the barmaid to bring another drink
And keep pouring, just keep pouring
Tryna get that booty drunk (drunk)
She say you got me lit (got me lit)
Weed and straight Hennessy
None of that Bill Cosby shit
And you’re bouncing that booty so good
I just might make you my main thot (my thot)
That booty so round and soft
I could kill that if it’s fake, girl, or not, that booty

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Twerk twerk), twerk
Girl I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Twerk twerk), twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Twerk twerk)
Can I touch that booty?
That booty, that big old booty?
Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty?
Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (twerk twerk)

Omarosa Sent to the Hospital While Competing on Celebrity Big Brother

CBS

UPDATE: Following her trip to the hospital, Omarosa Manigault-Newman has arrived back in the Celebrity Big Brother house on Saturday just after 4:30 p.m PT.

On Saturday evening, CBS issued a statement addressing the health issue: “Omarosa has returned to the Celebrity Big Brother house after receiving medical attention last night and today for an asthma attack. This development will be addressed on the Sunday night broadcast.”

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The game of Celebrity Big Brother just got a bit trickier for Omarosa Manigault-Newman.

Just hours after the first contestant was evicted from the house on live TV, viewers watching the CBS All Access live feeds found out Omarosa was being treated for an injury off-site.

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“Omarosa had everything to lose, I mean, I put her in the hospital,” Marissa Jaret Winokur told fellow contestant Ross Mathews after completing the show’s “Head of Household” competition. “She’s going to be okay.”

During their chat, the pair also referenced former contestant Christmas Abbott who suffered a broken ankle during the show.

After leaving the house to meet with doctors, Christmas was ultimately allowed back into the competition and made it into the Top 3—crutches included.

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Marissa to Ross (3:20 AM)- This is hilarious that you and I knocked out those people. Omarosa had everything to lose. I didnt. I mean, I put her in the hospital. She is going to be okay #CBBUS #BBCeleb

— Big Brother Daily (@BB_Updates) February 10, 2018

CBS has not responded to E! News’ request for comment on the reported injury. The “Head of Household” competition is expected to air on Sunday’s all-new episode. 

As of press time, Omarosa had not yet returned to the house causing some houseguests to question where she is and how she is doing.

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In less than a week, Omarosa has made headlines for revealing details about her time in the White House with President Donald Trump. She also brought up houseguest Keshia Knight Pulliam‘s former co-star Bill Cosby

Big Time Rush member James Maslow, Shannon Elizabeth (American Pie), Mark McGrath (Sugar Ray), Brandi Glanville (Real Housewives of Beverly Hills), Metta World Peace (former NBA player) and Ariadna Gutierrez (Miss Universe 2015) are also part of this season. 

Celebrity Big Brother airs Sunday, Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 8 p.m. on CBS.

Audio Push – Soledad Story (Last Lights Left Album)

[Chorus: Oktane]
You, me, backseat
Right now, I don’t play
But you’re not here, you say come through
Right now, I’m on my way
Stress on my mind, life
Test every time, I
Can not rewind
Any of it

[Verse 1: Price]
I hope they do Bill O’Reilly like they did Bill Cosby
Point and take pictures while they hang our bodies
Wait, let me stop
I ain’t mean to let you in my thoughts
I’m supposed to stay relatable
Gotta dumb it down, they don’t want me being lyrical
Gotta gun you down, they don’t want me being spiritual
They gon’ stone me down, soon as I perform a miracle
Fuck it, here we go
Water into wine, dollar from a dime
A judge in a river, look at how they did her
Accomplished a little, your rights ain’t civil
You never understand the pain my heart’s been through
I bet they move in on Chicago’s youth
A hundred troops, guns out like there are no rules
Your charge it to the game and hope the card go through
And still stress out when the car notes due
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Will they do O’Reilly like they did [?]?
Trump and Spicer just the new age Nazis
Make sure you got your cameras out if they pop me
Michael became king, they be killing him senseless
I don’t want the royalty, look at how they do Prince
I just want my royalties like dollars every cent
They kill you even after you dead, do you repent?
Do you resent? Do you repeat? Do you invent?
Got true intent? Do you depend
On anyone? Are you a friend?
Do you look in the mirror and say, "Not you again"?
Or do you love what you see?
I’m in love with this beat, in love with these streets
But lately I’ve been loving my peace, can’t nothing compete
I see (what you see?)
Nefertiti in my dreams, I see (what else you see?)
No freebies in my team
I see no in-betweens, can’t give into my fears
Now raise your glass when you see me cheers
You niggas bummy, we ain’t peers
I feel like [?] with the ear
I drip Visine in my third eye
Catch me swerving down baseline, curb side

[Chorus: Oktane]
You, me, backseat
Right now, I don’t play
But you’re not here, you say come through
Right now, I’m on my way
Stress on my mind, life
Test every time, I
Can not rewind
Any of it

[Verse 2: Oktane]
This had to be how Tony felt before he hit the 900
My ex left me with a broken heart
Don’t you know you can die from it?
Lord, I don’t know your plans, I’m just a man
But I know you designed something
Meditate, and mind running
Slow it down, fine substance
Living on different sides of the world
Can’t put a price on that
My god-speed, watch me move
Stone work, I put my life on that
Fuck your iPhone rap
Nigga say something from your soul
And that ain’t a rap, I’m just cold (ice)
Yeah, groovy, black inside, [?]
In a pit of mud, all white clothes
And you, tell us come out clean
And we do just that
Moon-walking, you say I don’t talk black
The shroom’s talking, you sound dumb
I don’t wanna talk about cars
We teleport on Mars
And even Nas told us say the world’s ours
But still everybody want to be a star
We got played by the homies out in Boston
If I knew what I knew now I would’ve lost it
Hit looked out, B done overcharged us
And that was back when them niggas did Flawless
[?] got hacked kept balling
I drop 60 even if the refs call it
Now you know the whole story
Bounced back two times
Meet me in the face tell me that ain’t some bullshit
That’s what she like, at least that’s what I thought
The homies said she can’t live this life
Plus you black and she white
And I said shut up (that’s ignorant)
White girls, waddup
Black girls, waddup
My thick stack girls, waddup
That reminds me

[Chorus: Oktane]
You, me, backseat
Right now, I don’t play
But you’re not here, you say come through
Right now, I’m on my way
Stress on my mind, like
Test every time, I
Can not rewind
Any of it

The last lights

LDC (Little Dick Clique)

Lyrics to ‘LDC (Little Dick Clique)’ by Ugly God:

–Tag–
Thanks Ugly God!

–Hook–
I wear the same shoes but these hoes on my dick
Yeah, ugly till I die I rep that Little Dick Clique
I said, I wear the same shoes but these hoes on my dick
Yeah, ugly till I die I rep that Little Dick Clique

–Verse 1–
I cannot fuck your bitch proudly
Young Ugly God strike your bitch in Hobby Lobby
30 goons on my right, 17 behind me
I’m Ugly God, I make your main bitch call me papi
Hoes on my dick cause I look like Bill Cosby
Ugly God skate on the booty, fuck hockey
I’m a fucking nuisance but these niggas can’t stop me
I’m Ugly God I make your bitch drip like a tsunami

–Hook–
I wear the same shoes but these hoes on my dick
Yea, ugly till I die I rep that Little Dick Clique
I said, I wear the same shoes but these hoes on my dick
Yea, ugly till I die I rep that Little Dick Clique

–Verse 2–
I’m just being honest, nigga I know i’m the hottest
Ugly God dick came hard like a rocket
Looked up in my pocket, one dollar in my wallet
Fuck saving money, bitch, i’m finna buy some chocolate
Young Ugly God, i’m a mothafuckin’ prophet
Young Ugly God, bitch i’m just being honest
Young Ugly God drink water off the faucet
Young Ugly God, fold your bitch like a omelette

–Hook–
I wear the same shoes but these hoes on my dick
Yea, ugly till I die I rep that Little Dick Clique
I said, I wear the same shoes but these hoes on my dick
Yea, ugly till I die I rep that Little Dick Clique
I wear the same shoes but these hoes on my dick
Yea, ugly till I die I rep that Little Dick Clique
I said, I wear the same shoes but these hoes on my dick
Yea, ugly till I die I rep that Little Dick Clique

–Tag–
Thank’s Ugly God!

Popcaan – Nah Idle

[Intro:]
Mini
Uh…uhuh
You can never have nothing if you dont work hard
Cyan achieve nothing if you dont work hard (hard work enuh)
Nah make no money if you dont work hard
Woii yoii
Cho!

[Verse 1 ]
Hustler baby, you know that a me
Fuck some real star gyal, like Gwen Stefani
Artist a cuss, true di world prefer me
Pay fi dem song, dem play mine, dem play fi free (ahaha)
Pussy dem a seh mi soon flop but a lie that
World a drive and a me a di pilot
Any bwoy violate, dem marrow, man a fly that
Cyaa diss Unruly
Pussy, don’t try that
Ha!

[Bridge:]
Some a dem nuh waan work
Not even buy him daughter a skirt
Hustling a mi grammar
Work hard, fi tek care of Rihanna
Bwoy, you nuh waan help yuh mother?
You nuh waan help yuh brother?
You vex everytime you see a youth a climb up the ladder

[Chorus:]
You cyaa just a idle, a idle, a idle, a idle
Mi granny tell mi seh, "yuh mouth need one bridle"
Bwoy, cyaa just a idle, a idle, a idle, a idle
From you a idlers, the Devil will find you
(Devil will find you)

[Verse 2:]
Mi work hard ’til the ting go plug in, like TV
Dem nuh know when Thuggy and Grizzle did a gi’ ‘way man CD
Mi cous’, Tyrone, tell dem, man a star from grade 3
And true man wicked and bad, no bwoy couldn’t page me
(Up to now)
Man a rise to the top, none of dat dem nuh waan see (Aye!)
Wash out unuh heart, unuh heart too nasty
Dem fi know man a real Gringo, and man a nuh Bill Cosby
And, we nuh beg people, so nuh bwoy cyaa style me (Aye!)
Me mek a vow pon mi heart, work hard like Chiney

[Bridge:]
Some a dem nuh waan work
Not even buy him daughter a skirt
Hustling a mi grammar
Work hard, fi tek care of Rihanna
If you never listen Popcaan song, make sure say you listen to da one yah

[Chorus:]
You cyaa just a idle, a idle, a idle, a idle
Bwoy, mi granny tell mi seh, "yuh mouth need one bridle"
You cyaa just a idle, a idle, a idle, a idle (yeah)
You cyaa just a idle, a idle, a idle, a idle
(Mek sure seh you listen to da one ya)

[Chorus:]
You cyaa just a idle, a idle, a idle, a idle
Bwoy, mi granny tell mi seh, "yuh mouth need one bridle"
You cyaa just a idle, a idle, a idle, a idle
Yeah
You cyaa just a idle, a idle, a idle, a idle

Kanye West – Facts (Charlie Heat Version) (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro]
Dirt and grime and filth inside
The story of my lifetime
Of cheating, stealing, never feeling
Pain of a brother, your dirty mother
Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are
(Perfect!)

[Hook]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman
(You!)

[Verse 1]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I feel so accomplished
I done talked a lot of shit but I just did the numbers
Herzog and Adidas, man you know they love it
If Nike ain’t have Drizzy, man they wouldn’t have nothin’, woo!
If Nike ain’t have Don C, man they wouldn’t have nothin’, ooh!
But I’m all for the family, tell ’em, "Get your money"
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, they line up for days
Nike out here bad, they can’t give shit away
I stuck to my roots, I’m like Jimmy Fallon
I ain’t dropped the album but the shoes went platinum (Woo!)
Every time I talk they say I’m too aggressive
I was out here spazzin’, now y’all get the message?
On the field I’m over-reckless, on my Odell Beckham
2020, I’ma run the whole election, yah!
I’ve been trending years, y’all a couple days
Yeezy in the house and we just got appraised
Nike, Nike treat employees just like slaves
Gave LeBron a billi’ not to run away (You!)
Ten-thousand dollar fur for Nori, I just copped it (You!)
Your baby daddy won’t even take your daughter shoppin’ (You!)
I done wore designers I won’t wear again
Make ’em niggas famous, they get arrogant

[Hook]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman, ah!
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman
(Sonic boom!)

[Verse 2]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, this is pure luxury
I give ’em Grey Poupon on a DJ Mustard, ah!
If you ain’t poppin’ shit then why you rap for? Haaan?
Plus Kimoji just shut down the app store, ah!
And we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute
(We did)
Yeah, we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute, ah!
Do anybody feel bad for Bill Cosby?
Did he forget the names just like Steve Harvey? (You!)
Tell Adidas that we need a million in production (You!)
I done told y’all, all I needed was the infrastructure (Boom!)
Now we hottest in the streets, it ain’t no discussion
James Harden, Swaggy P runnin’ up the budget (Yoga flame!)
Keep the work at my baby mama’s mama’s house
I’m a jerk, you need to work, you need to call my spouse
Yeezy, Yeezy, take a picture with me on Rodeo
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I might do my own hotel
Couches, couches, couches, couches, which one should I pick?
I need extra deep, I like my bitches extra thick (sonic boom!)
Every time I see the news, man it bring me home
Call up DJ Mano, shout out Twilite Tone
We just blessed to be alive, yeah ain’t that the truth?
So let’s celebrate the life of Timbuck2
Timbuck2, Timbuck2

[Outro]
Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are
(Perfect!)