Oh-Oh-Oh Go Getters

[Intro: Kanye West]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Man, I know what type of guy you is
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Money, that's my girl! Lookin', you dig?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You know what man, I'm used to y'all
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Fuck you! That's it, you heard that?

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I hated on y'all niggas before
But not on no ho shit, I just wanted your hoes
And I ain't gon' lie, I'll lie to a bitch
Quick as hell, you sick as hell, that bitch thick as hell
I let her get my pager, she let me get the cell
Picked her up, did her well, dropped her off, get my mail
Y'all know, she wanna page me all day
Wanna ride the dick like yippee Kanye
I figured though, long as she don't let a nigga know
Game tight, like ankles on Girbauds
And you know go getters be on these hoes
Genuwine, they wanna ride my pony though
Cause their niggas all lame, need to give back their name
Or return their jersey and retire from the game
Why this nigga wanna hate me mane?
Make me take it off safety mane, and make me aim
.380s make it hotter, 87 street
Eight deep in a Cadillac Escalada
That I just leased out with my pants creased out
When I pull the piece out, niggas like peace out