re-up gang – maybe interlude lyrics
[spoken: pusha t]
yeah, i can’t even believe this motherf+cker gave me this type of headache, you know … this type of headache to put this record on my mixtape and sh+t, you know … um … i don’t know what you wanna call him this week. motherf+ckin’ “super producer,” f+ckin’ “little skateboard p,” “p willie,” “chilly willie” … um … whatever. you know what i’m sayin’? cover of esquire magazine. whatever the f+ck you wanna call him. i’mma call the motherf+cker “headache,” you know what i’m sayin’? because he gave me a problem about this. i had to do a lot of beggin’ for this record. you know what i’m sayin’? my man on his rap sh+t now, you know what i’m sayin’? he put his falsetto to the left. and, um, i’m askin’ him for a motherf+ckin’ exclusive and sh+t … you know what i’m sayin’ … to put on the tape … you know what i’m sayin’? i got a hot ass verse or whatever, and he tell me he don’t wanna put it on the tape ‘cause … you know what i’m sayin’ … he feels like he bodied … he bodied what i’m about to play for y’all on his new album. and i’m … you know what i’m sayin’ … i’m f+ckin’ debatin’ with this n+gga about, like, “yo. n+ggas is ten steps behind you. so even if you did happen to body this sh+t … you know what i’m sayin’ … on, on, on, on your album, it don’t matter ‘cause they never gonna catch up.”
“you gotta remember, g. … you know what i’m sayin’? … you the sometimes ‘y.’ you motherf+ckin’ part of the re+up gang.”
and no. stop askin’. i don’t write nothin’ for this man. my whole crew stand on they own, too
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