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kanye west - keep the receipt lyrics

[intro: odb (k. west)]
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! {-continues until chorus comes in-}
yo this is dirt mcgirt, i’m chillin’ wit kanye west
he’s killin’ y’all n-gg-z on the beats
he’s killin’ y’all n-gg-z on the tracks
(where ya plaques at dog?)
the game is officially over!
go kill yaself!

[chorus: odb (k. west)]
now take that and equipment back to the store
we don’t wanna hear that weak sh-t no more
do anybody else make hits anymore?
guess not mothaf-cka, it’s the roc mothaf-cka!

[kanye west]
keep the receipt mothaf-ckas!
now y’all gon’ stop talkin’ that sh-t that you talkin’
your broke–ss mamma couldn’t that disolvent
now tell me how the h-ll so gon’ afford that coffin?
now i done sat back and seen it all too often
the backbone of this like marino to the dolphins
most hits out the shot since sosa and andre dawson
my n-gg-z had pro tools, i had no tools
karaoke machine, f-ck it i’m old school
only difference is my tracks drove n-gg-z postal
so i drove costal while they stay local
how i can’t rhyme when my freestyles’ll roast you?
sit down i’ll coach you while we style in posters
dog, n-gg-z had a chance to sign me, dropped the ball
i’ll see you at the awards. humph!
now after all that it took
i made it to the roc, i’m guess i ain’t as dumb as you look

[chorus x2]

[kanye west]
now. i showed you how to do this, dog
put a few beats on the tape, i saved this one for myself
i heard you n-gg-‘s tapes, need a little bit of help
but i’m rappin’ and i can’t do nothin’ for ya, man
s.g’ll hop this, 40 grand if you ain’t fam
i mean, if you ain’t hov’, if you ain’t cam’
d-mn, i know you say he’s killin’ hisself
he got a little bitty deal now he feelin’ hisself
yup, just cuz i played beats and act hospitable
don’t mean i can’t get you changed to hospital you
i’m from a raw family, dog, and i’ll spit on you
so play like a kid in the garden and get little you
who ya hype man? i’m curious
it got you souped up like the cars on the fast & furious
you goin’ through movin’ critters, now who’s laughin’?
the best producer that rap better than the rappers

[chorus x2 – last line by k. west the 2nd time]

[ol’ dirty b-st-rd (k. west)]
aftermath still makin’ them hits, n-gg-?
lunatics still makin’ them hits, n-gg-?

so so def still makin’ them hits, n-gg-?
bad boy still makin’ them hits, n-gg-?
wu-tang still makin’ them hits, n-gg-?
ruff ryders still makin’ them hits, n-gg-?
(cash money) still makin’ them hits, n-gg-?
dirt mcgirt still makin’ them hits, n-gg-

yo yo the game is over, go kill yaself!
go yaself. n-gg-!

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