Deuces (rmx) - Kanye West (坎耶·韦斯特) All that bullshit's for the birds You ain't nothing but a vulture Always hopin' for the worst Waiting for me to f**k up You'll regret the day when I find another girl yeah Who knows just what I need she knows just what I mean When I tell her keep it drama free Chuckin' up them deuces I told you that I'm leaving deuces I know you're mad but so what I wish you best of luck And now I'm finna throw them deuces up What you mean I ain't call you I hit you when I landed I'm waiting in my hotel room Seems like we're arguing more and it's getting less romantic Yeah I think she'll be able to tell soon But I'll f**k you right I will I f**k you right I will I'll f**k you like no one has ever ever made you feel I mean this part of our relationship's amazing still I might just put up with the arguing and stay for real You looking bad girl for goodness sakes You with all those curves and me without no brakes ooh I'm willing to work it out however long it takes you You feel like you miss those happy days well girl that makes two of us Our timing is wrong Your friends always tying up every line on your phone Yeah but tell them b**ches that you'll always be my missus And the hardest part about the f**king business is minding your own And every time I try and break it off We just yell until we tired then I break you off It's useless all this fighting let's get past it now Even when I throw them deuces you just send it back around Your wrist and fingers glisten ice cold like Michigan Look at what we livin' in here we go with this again I just keep on talking but I guess that you ain't listening Rather run around with them nothing a** b**ches then Go on got me hot smoking like a chimney We used to be best friends now it seems we finna be enemies Deep inside it's killing me but soon its gon' be killing you To see her in that two seater now that's gon' hurt your feelings boo Ah ha didn't you think you would be over me By now so you go sleeping with them clowns they are no relief She spoke her piece I know capisce So love must be let go released Into the wind again again and deuces I must throw ya peace You know what yo You a b**ch You should have a travel agent cause you a trip You should make your own toilet tissue since you the sh*t But all you got is some f**king issues you f**king b**ch I hate niggas but I love your mom Give her a kiss for me her second son Get your mind right baby or get your sh*t together You gonna be hot a little while I'mma be rich forever Girl seducers they come in deuces But when I cut 'em off they always become a nuisance Niggas take my old flows and they take my old swag He just took my old b**ch and turn it to his new b**ch I'm stupid but I won't get my drama on What I'm dealing with is too real for me to comment on Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth So when you talk 'bout you know who I don't know who you talking 'bout According to my old b**ch I be on some new sh*t She was on some old sh*t now I got a new b**ch Think I give two shits you ain't gonna do sh*t Meet my two fingers intro-deuces If you knew better you'd do better Wanna get the middle finger but I got two better So you gonna diss me even though you know it's wrong Know you gonna miss me a little when I'm gone Drizzy voice now I'm ghost baby Four door Rizzy Royce Tryna work it out might be a bad business choice I'm bout my business boys plus I make paper Come on that's old news yesterday's paper Oh you talking what about If it ain't how I kept you studded out You might as well shut ya mouth You'll never score another me I'll shut it out Act like there's gum in your hair girl cut it out Got a pocket full of hundreds She the only one is missing Got a bucket full of ice and a watch to go with it Got a racing Lamborghini have my homies scared to drive Haters better put their head down they know that boy be fly All the charter planes now I'm talking ballers slang R O Z A Y on that wall in the hall of fame I let my denim sag red Louis belt How can you love me baby first you gotta love yourself