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      New God Flow

      New God Flow

      Kanye West

      Album: G.O.O.D. Music ~ Cruel Summer

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      Kanye West - New God Flow Música y Letra

      Shake that body, party that bod
      Shake that body, party that bod
      Shake that body, party that body
      Come and have a good time with G.O.D
      [Verse 1: Pusha T]
      I believe there's a God above me
      I'm just the god of everything else
      I put holes in everything else
      "New God Flow," fuck everything else
      Supreme dope dealer, write it in bold letters
      They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
      They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
      But I was good with the Yay as a wholesaler
      I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
      A hot temper, matched with a cold killer
      I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him
      Think '99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him - yuugh!
      (Matching Daytonas, rose gold on us)
      Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us
      (But since you over do it, I'mma pour more)
      Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door
      [Hook x2]
      [Verse 2: Pusha T]
      Step on they necks 'til they can't breathe
      Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
      They say death multiplies by threes
      Line them all up and let's just see
      Fuck em 'Ye, fuck em 'Ye!
      I wouldn't piss on that nigga with Grand Marnier
      (Woo!) They shitty shoppin' at Targét
      (Woo!) My shit is luxury Balmain (Ay!)
      I'm balling, Amar'e
      A nick sold in the park then I want in
      What's a king without a crown, nigga?
      What's a circus without you clown niggas?
      What's a brick from an outta-town nigga
      When you flood and you can drown niggas?
      Here's the G.O.O.D. Music golden child
      M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody hold me down
      [Verse 3: Kanye West]
      Hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
      But these Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
      Went from most hated to the champion god flow
      I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron know
      I'm living three dreams:
      Biggie Smalls', Dr. King's, Rodney King's
      Cause we can't get along, no resolution
      Till we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
      Cars, money, girls and the clothes
      Aww man, you sold your soul
      Naww man, mad people was frontin'
      Aww man, made something from nothing
      Picture working so hard, and you can't cut through
      That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you
      What has the world come to, I'm from the 312
      Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
      Like there the god go in his Murcielago
      From working McDonalds, barely paying the car note
      He even got enough to get his mama a condo
      Then they ran up and shot him right in front of his mom
      40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a week
      Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
      Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
      We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick Sermon
      Did Moses not part the water with the cane?
      Did strippers not make an ark when I made it rain?
      Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and Dame?
      And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
      In Jesus' name, let the choir say
      "I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
      And we'll annihilate anybody that violate
      Ask any dope boy you know, they admire 'Ye
      [Verse 4: Ghostface]
      Ya nigga, y'all had my, I had my Jesus piece since '94
      I don't know what I, I don't know what you're talkin' bout
      And my eagle - Still got it all in the bag, B
      All I did was play possum
      Yo, come on
      Six hundred Cuban cigar in the big tub
      Medallion on, Dove soap on the fresh cut
      With soap suds on the Mac-11
      My big lion haven't ate since twelve
      And it's after seven
      We feed the nigga like forty chickens
      His tail wag when I send him a bag with just one victim
      Uh-huh, now let me show you what my closet on
      Gems in the display case, call it a rock-a-thon
      I got soccer moms paying for cock
      Asians get it from behind while they cleanin' their wok
      Coming with flows that's toxic
      Deadly fumes when I'm in the room
      Repercussions occur when you dry snitch
      Red light, green light
      One, two, three
      Look mean, got my machine
      Cried and hit you, please
      Say shake that body, scar up that body
      Should I kill him now Ton'?
      I said probably
      Side bets are four and better
      Bust hammers with pot holders
      And yo, dead a cow for his fuckin' leather
      I'm not bow-legged but old school like Redd Foxx
      My favorite colour in my hustle days was red tops
      My gold eagle arm shitted out a red rock
      Threw it off my project roof, saw red dots
      Kanye, shine a light on my Wallabees
      You can have a good time with G.O.D
      [Hook x2]
      [Outro: Kanye West]
      G.O.O.D. Music! G.O.O.D. Music!
      G.O.O.D. Music! G.O.O.D. Music!
      And all my niggas say "G.O.O.D. Music!"
      And all my ladies say "G.O.O.D. Music!"
      I don't know but I've been told
      (I don't know but I've been told)
      If you get fresh get all the hoes
      (If you get fresh get all the hoes)
      I'm way fresher than all my foes
      (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
      Somebody please pick out they clothes
      (Somebody please pick out they clothes)
      And all my niggas say "G.O.O.D. Music!"
      And all my ladies say "G.O.O.D. Music!"
      Who runnin' shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!
      Who runnin' shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!

      Kanye West - New God Flow Música y Letra





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