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remixes mashed - 30 hours (remix) lyrics

[intro: arthur russell]
baby lion goes
where the islands go

[verse 1: kanye west]
you say you never saw this comin’, well, you’re not alone
million dollar renovations to a happy home
my ex says she gave me the best years of her life
i saw a recent picture of her, i guess she was right
i wake up, assessin’ the damages
checkin’ mediatakeout
pictures of me drunk walkin’ out with a b+tch
but it’s blurry enough to get the fake out
i wake up, all veggies no еggs
i hit the gym, all chest no legs
yеp, then i made myself a smoothie
yeah, then me and wifey make a movie
chicago, st. louis, st. louis to chicago
ándale, ándale e.i, e.i, uh+oh
you had me drivin’ far enough to switch the time zone
you was the best of all time at the time, though
yeah, you wasn’t mine, though

[chorus: kanye west]
but i still drove thirty hours
and i, i still drove thirty hours to you, yeah
[verse 2: juice wrld]
haha, you ain’t sh+t to a boss
rev her up like an engine until it give her exhaust
all these rappers i’m k!lling, i’m turning into a villain
my nina be a h+rny b+tch the way i’m getting her off
randy moss for your boy how i’m pickin’ ’em off
i’m pickin’ ’em out, these other n+ggas chickenin’ out
i’m chewin’ ’em up, pause, then i’m spittin’ ’em out
i’m bein’ general, don’t make me start singlin’ out
first things first, b+tch, keep my name out your mouth
before the doctor have to take your f+ckin’ brain out your mouth
i may just show up to your next concert with a ak
just to see what all that f+ckin’ hype is about
now it’s blood on my louis v’s
bad b+tch like my clothes, came from overseas
ex+girl gettin’ mad, said she over me
knowin’ d+mn well that i’m still in them ovaries
b+tch, please, i see bullsh+t around me, ho’s tryna clown me
as soon as i get money, i bet them b+tches surround me
all my money goin’ to new clothes and wardrobes
so i can’t help but be fresher than downy
orange vlone like i’m straight out the county
louis vuitton don mixed up in givenchy
same way hennessy mix up in bacardi, haha
d+mn, so how the f+ck you gon’ stop me?
[verse 3: kanye west]
i remember rappin’ for jay and cam
young producer just trying to get his flows off
i remember being nervous to do victoria’s secret
’til i pictured everybody with they clothes off
expedition was eddie bauer edition
i’m drivin’ with no winter tires in december
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, like a private school for women
then i get there and all the popeye’s is finished, girl
you don’t love me, you just pretendin’
i need a happy beginnin’, middle and endin’
chicago, st. louis, st. louis to chicago
it’s gettin’ hot in here, that’s all that i know
got a hotel room, three stars for you
you call down for an omelet, girl, it’s 5 in the morning
you realize we at the doubletree, not the aria
only thing open is waffle house, girl, don’t start with me
i used the western union for you like it’s no prob’
’cause you was in college complainin’ ’bout it’s no jobs
but you were suckin’ a n+gga d+ck the whole time
well, i guess a bl+wj+b’s better than no job

[chorus: kanye west]
and i drove back thirty hours, uh

[bridge: arthur russell]
where the main ties onto the sail
better on sighting
for astern, oh
[pre+verse: kanye west, andré 3000 & juice wrld]
3 stacks, can you help me out?
thirty hours
yeah, this type of sh+t you just ride out to
bet, haha, look

[verse 3: juice wrld]
i’ma just go back in for another, huh
what’s the real definition of a brother?
relation by blood or relation by color?
hmm, man, i don’t give a f+ck
i’m just talkin’ to talk, this the talk of a boss
keep playin’ wit’ yo’ boy and i’ll be checkin’ yo’ pulse
probably put you in a hospital, p+ss on your bed
while you in a coma and your mama wait for results
gone!

[outro: juice wrld & arthur russell]
haha, gang
had to give these n+ggas 30 hours
hah, 30 hours, hey, hey
du+nu+nu, yeah
had to give these n+ggas 30 hours
f+ck n+gga, haha
and we gone
baby lion goes
where the islands go

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