And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin´ wrong You been puttin´ up wit´ my shit just way too long I´m so gifted at findin´ what I don´t like the most
So I think it´s time for us to have a toast
Let´s have a toast for the douchebags, Let´s have a toast for the assholes, Let´s have a toast for the scumbags, Every one of them that I know Let´s have a toast for the jerkoffs That´ll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can
She find pictures in my email I sent this bitch a picture of my, dick I don´t know what it is with females But I´m not too good with that, shit See, I could have me a good girl And still be addicted to them hoodrats And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that´s what I´m good at
And I always find Yeah, I always find Yeah, I always find somethin´ wrong You been puttin´ up with my shit just way too long I´m so gifted at findin´ what I don´t like the most So I think it´s time for us to have a toast
Let´s have a toast for the douchebags, Let´s have a toast for the assholes, Let´s have a toast for the scumbags, Every one of them that I know Let´s have a toast for the jerkoffs That´ll never take work off Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Run away from me, baby Run away Run away from me, baby Run away Doesn´t have to get crazy, Why can´t she just run away? Babe I´ve got a plan, Run away as fast as you can Run away from me, baby Run away Run away from me, baby Run away Doesn´t have to get crazy, Why can´t she just, run away? Baby I got a plan, Run away as fast as you can
[Pusha T] 24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it Now pick your next move, you could leave or live wit´ it Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin´ top off Split and go where? Back to wearin´ knockoffs, ha ha Knock it off, Neiman´s, shop it off Let´s talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off Hoes like poachers wanna fly in your Freddy loafers You can´t blame ´em, they ain´t never seen Versace sofas Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet Comes with a price tag, baby, face it You should leave if you can´t accept the basics
Plenty hoes in the baller-nigga´s matrix Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless I´m just young, rich, and tasteless P!
[Kanye] Never was much of a romantic I could never take the intimacy And I know it did damage Plus the look in your eyes, is killing me I guess you knew an advantage Cuz you can blame me for every thing And I don´t know how imma manage If one day you just up and leave
And, I always find somethin´ wrong Yeah I always find somethin´ wrong You been puttin´ up with my shit just way too long
I´m so gifted at findin´ what I don´t like the most So I think it´s time for us to have a toast
Let´s have a toast for the douchebags, Let´s have a toast for the assholes, Let´s have a toast for the scumbags, Every one of them that I know Let´s have a toast for the jerkoffs That´ll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can