
WHAT I WANT JPEGMAFIA & Kanye West
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[Producer tags: Kanye West & DJ Pharris]
Holyspiritcomedown
Shout out to fam PRODY
PRODY Discord, everybody in the Discord
[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
I'm Jimi Hendrix, baby I’m Jimi Hendrix
Throw that pussy at me, I’ma take it if you lendin'
Party hardly, never talk cop
And my tracks make these white hoes strip
[?] dead-ass, I love rap but I never buy the music
I just download it for free, then I talk shit
Rhymin’s easy, anyone can do it
That’s why I say fuck that new, I want that old shit
I’m all indie, baby, I love garbage
Sling out wack tracks and Pitchfork loves it
Critic-core legend, certified bitch-made
Asshole [?]s, thinkin' they got the best taste
At 27, I’ma asphyxiate on my own bullshit
While I’m lookin' for a fix
So fuck a black fan, crackers make figures
'Cause God don’t like ugly and no one likes [?]s
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
They say I'm passionate about it, that's a passion project
See the folk on the other side, but that y'all use the logic
I push the love over fear button, it make me hear nothin'
Some folks will hear somethin' if they hear frontin'
Some wanna have they back, but they still frontin'
Some wanna watch me stack it like they still want it
Postin' an actin' actin' actin' still tauntin'
Damn, Jefferson, my son
Had a life, but I don't want my own
Life in demand, I got the moon
When I had the moon, I had the gloom
God and the plume, they still want the black wife
Who had the womb, to whom, to whom
I make the room, to whom, to whom
That's that, to whom, to whom, to whom
Keep up the oom, make all the room
Honey, I'm the king, they got the most love
I got the moon, they got the most love
I got the moon, all up in the room
I got the moon, all up in the room
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I got the moon, that's how I want the moon
I'm a new one, I'm on fire
Holyspiritcomedown
Shout out to fam PRODY
PRODY Discord, everybody in the Discord
[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
I'm Jimi Hendrix, baby I’m Jimi Hendrix
Throw that pussy at me, I’ma take it if you lendin'
Party hardly, never talk cop
And my tracks make these white hoes strip
[?] dead-ass, I love rap but I never buy the music
I just download it for free, then I talk shit
Rhymin’s easy, anyone can do it
That’s why I say fuck that new, I want that old shit
I’m all indie, baby, I love garbage
Sling out wack tracks and Pitchfork loves it
Critic-core legend, certified bitch-made
Asshole [?]s, thinkin' they got the best taste
At 27, I’ma asphyxiate on my own bullshit
While I’m lookin' for a fix
So fuck a black fan, crackers make figures
'Cause God don’t like ugly and no one likes [?]s
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
They say I'm passionate about it, that's a passion project
See the folk on the other side, but that y'all use the logic
I push the love over fear button, it make me hear nothin'
Some folks will hear somethin' if they hear frontin'
Some wanna have they back, but they still frontin'
Some wanna watch me stack it like they still want it
Postin' an actin' actin' actin' still tauntin'
Damn, Jefferson, my son
Had a life, but I don't want my own
Life in demand, I got the moon
When I had the moon, I had the gloom
God and the plume, they still want the black wife
Who had the womb, to whom, to whom
I make the room, to whom, to whom
That's that, to whom, to whom, to whom
Keep up the oom, make all the room
Honey, I'm the king, they got the most love
I got the moon, they got the most love
I got the moon, all up in the room
I got the moon, all up in the room
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I got the moon, that's how I want the moon
I'm a new one, I'm on fire
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