[Intro]
All my life
I been lovin' you
All my life
I been lovin' you
But I've had no regrets
[Chorus: Kanye West & CyHi]
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model (Yeah)
Hashtag "Bitch" (Huh?)
[Verse 1: CyHi]
But back in the day you was the closest thing
Should've proposed the ring
Followed you around the roller rink
My young Josephine
Baker who was the local queen
Always on the scene ‘till she seen
It was just smoke and screens, huh
So it seems they left me with broken dreams
She came at me from a cute angle
I think it was 4:15
Like "How you been?"
"You got kids?" and "how's your friend?"
The one you fucked at the Howard Inn?
You was going to Howard then
We was like an hour in, she asked me if I was in
A relationship, she heard
I'm jumpin' in and out of Benz
Okay, she seen me out again
Like here's my number, dial it in
So you could do me foul again then cross me like a violin
Pretty as the centerfold out the cosmopolitan
Off the dreams that men have sold her, she could probably buy the twins
Now she wants this young nigga
Dripped in all his Ralph Lauren
But we can never be together
She say, "Why?"
I said, "Bitch"
All my life
I been lovin' you
All my life
I been lovin' you
But I've had no regrets
[Chorus: Kanye West & CyHi]
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model (Yeah)
Hashtag "Bitch" (Huh?)
[Verse 1: CyHi]
But back in the day you was the closest thing
Should've proposed the ring
Followed you around the roller rink
My young Josephine
Baker who was the local queen
Always on the scene ‘till she seen
It was just smoke and screens, huh
So it seems they left me with broken dreams
She came at me from a cute angle
I think it was 4:15
Like "How you been?"
"You got kids?" and "how's your friend?"
The one you fucked at the Howard Inn?
You was going to Howard then
We was like an hour in, she asked me if I was in
A relationship, she heard
I'm jumpin' in and out of Benz
Okay, she seen me out again
Like here's my number, dial it in
So you could do me foul again then cross me like a violin
Pretty as the centerfold out the cosmopolitan
Off the dreams that men have sold her, she could probably buy the twins
Now she wants this young nigga
Dripped in all his Ralph Lauren
But we can never be together
She say, "Why?"
I said, "Bitch"
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