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kanye west - roommates lyrics

[intro: consequence]
the conman, aw, d-mn, we back in town, word

[hook: consequence]
i’m sick and tired of you sittin’ around here all day
i’m sick and tired of you smokin’ weed in the hallway
but why you worried about me?
why you worried about what i’m doin’ here?
why you got to embarr-ss me in front of company?

[verse 1: consequence]
d-mn, you back from your trip
i thought the plane would have helped you over
stop sellin’ crack out the crib, yeah, when h-ll freeze over
until the (?) over, hard to fly wings over
dog, you talkin’ way too fast, tell me it slower
you seen my boys is over, (?) wasn’t right
cause my feet is on the sofa and i never fill up the (?)
a man (?), dog, i ain’t got my half
but if you buy me this, ma, i promise i’ll pay you back
but the way you act, i be really want to see you dead
plus it’s four hundred missin’ from under my bed
they put me in arrest and have you beat them ’bout the iron
when them n-ggas rushed the crib
i was the one that poured the ice in them

[verse 2: kanye west]
we have, we have in this corner the dead heat roommate
fresh from his momma crib
he embossed the market thanks to my sponsorship
i ain’t finna argue ’bout what we finna watch, dog
we finna watch fox and the weed finna (?)
i can’t even bring hoes to my spot
you be tryin’ to thug ’em out, roommate version of pac
when it’s not grievin’ when i ask where you’d be
you told me like (?), he beat the sh-t out of me
then you borrowed my clothes, don’t do that
it’s makin’ me nervous, i found my bird in my (?) book
can’t find my julius erving
you from a family of alchies and i’m (?)
but i’m feelin’ like perfect strangers
cause you about to crowd me, get the f-ck out

[verse 3: kanye west]
you got all these halle berry posters in the crib
how you think she feel about you havin’ roaches in the crib?
i got my name on the orange juice, posted in the crib
she drinkin’ out the pitcher like most of it was his
n-gga, what the f-ck you did with my p-rnos and comic books?
how come i never got the message that my people said you took?
look, who the f-ck you down with?
cause them chromes is off the hook
it’s like the (?) of rhode island every time you try to cook
you try to cook, n-gga, look, i don’t ever try to cook
i just been tryin’ to get back that money that i loaned your -ss
off the books, off the books, yep, a month ago
you must have forgot, you must be thinkin’ that i’m rich
because i’m rollin’ with the rocks

[verse 4: consequence]
ayo, it ain’t that i forgot, it’s that the (?) is callin’
and you never paid me back
from the time that you broke the toilet
you can (?) us out for callin’ to my new vacant house
cause i need my own sp-ce, so i’m sorry you bought ’em out

- kanye west lyrics

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