Lirik Lagu Clique - Kanye West
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[Intro]What of the dollar you Murdered forIs that the one fighting for your soulOr your brother's the one that you're running fromBut if you've got money, F*** it, because i want some
[Hook: Big Sean]Is not nobody F***in 'with myClique, clique, clique, clique, cliqueIs not nobody freshin 'than my muthaF***in'Clique, clique, clique, clique, cliqueAs I look around, they do not do it like myClique, clique, clique, clique, cliqueAnd all these bad bitches, man, they want theThey want the, they want the
[Verse 1: Big Sean]I tell a bad bitch do whatever I sayMy block behind me like I'm coming out the drivewayIt's grande, from Friday, to next FridayI've been up for nine straight days, I need a spa dayShe tryna get me that poo tangI might let my crew bangMy crew deeper than Wu TangI'm rolling with (Huh) F*** I'm saying?Girl, you know my crew nameYou know 2 Chainz? Scrrr!I'm pullin 'up in that Bruce WanyeBut I'm the F***in 'villian, man, they kneelin when I walkin in the buildingFreaky women I be feelin 'from the bank accounts I'm fillin'What a feeling, ah man, they gotta beYoung players from the D that's Killin 'everything that he see
[Hook]
[Jay-Z:]Yeah am talking Ye ', yeah am talking Rih', yeah I'm talking Bey, nigga I'm talking toYeah I'm talking bossy, I is not talking KelisYou're too short money, you can not be talking to meYeah I'm talking LeBron, we balling our family treeGOOD Music drug drug dealing cousin, nothing is not the F***in 'with weTurn that 62 to 125, 125, to a 250, 250 to a half a milli, ain'ta nothin 'nobody can do with meNow who with me? ¡Vamonos! Call me Hov or jefeTranslation, I'm the shit. Least that what my neck say, least that what my check sayLost my homie for a decade, nigga down for like 12 years, is not the hug his son since the second gradeHe never told, who we gonna tell, we top of the totem poleIt's the dream team meets the supreme team, and all our eyes green and only means one thingYou is not the F***in 'with my clique
[Kanye West:]Break records of LouieAte breakfast at GucciMy girl a superstar all from a home movieBow on our arrival the unAmerican idolsWhen niggas did in Paris got em hanging off the EiffelYeah I'm talking businessWe talking CIAI'm talking George TenetI seen him the other dayHe asked me about my MaybachThink he had the sameExcept mine tinted and his might have been rentedYou know white people do not get money spend itOr maybe they get money, buy a businessI rather buy 80 gold chains and go ig'nantI know Spike Lee's gon kill me but let me finishBlame it on the pigment, we living no limitsThem gold master p ceilings was just a figmentOf our imagination, MTV cribsNow I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC livesThat's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuseHe was not really drunk he just had a few brewsPass the cool cool a refreshment beverageEverything I do need a news crew presentSteve-O swerve homie, watch out for the wavesI'm way too black to burn from SunraysSo I just meditated the home in PompayAbout how I could build a new Rome in one dayEvery time I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's ElvisBut I just want to design hotels and nail itShit is real got me feelin 'IsrealianLike Bar Refaeli Gisele, no thats BrazilianWent through a deep depression when my momma passedSuicide what kind of talk is thatBut I've been talking to God for so longThat I have you look in my life I guess he talking backF***in 'with my clique
[Hook: Big Sean]Is not nobody F***in 'with myClique, clique, clique, clique, cliqueIs not nobody freshin 'than my muthaF***in'Clique, clique, clique, clique, cliqueAs I look around, they do not do it like myClique, clique, clique, clique, cliqueAnd all these bad bitches, man, they want theThey want the, they want the
[Verse 1: Big Sean]I tell a bad bitch do whatever I sayMy block behind me like I'm coming out the drivewayIt's grande, from Friday, to next FridayI've been up for nine straight days, I need a spa dayShe tryna get me that poo tangI might let my crew bangMy crew deeper than Wu TangI'm rolling with (Huh) F*** I'm saying?Girl, you know my crew nameYou know 2 Chainz? Scrrr!I'm pullin 'up in that Bruce WanyeBut I'm the F***in 'villian, man, they kneelin when I walkin in the buildingFreaky women I be feelin 'from the bank accounts I'm fillin'What a feeling, ah man, they gotta beYoung players from the D that's Killin 'everything that he see
[Hook]
[Jay-Z:]Yeah am talking Ye ', yeah am talking Rih', yeah I'm talking Bey, nigga I'm talking toYeah I'm talking bossy, I is not talking KelisYou're too short money, you can not be talking to meYeah I'm talking LeBron, we balling our family treeGOOD Music drug drug dealing cousin, nothing is not the F***in 'with weTurn that 62 to 125, 125, to a 250, 250 to a half a milli, ain'ta nothin 'nobody can do with meNow who with me? ¡Vamonos! Call me Hov or jefeTranslation, I'm the shit. Least that what my neck say, least that what my check sayLost my homie for a decade, nigga down for like 12 years, is not the hug his son since the second gradeHe never told, who we gonna tell, we top of the totem poleIt's the dream team meets the supreme team, and all our eyes green and only means one thingYou is not the F***in 'with my clique
[Kanye West:]Break records of LouieAte breakfast at GucciMy girl a superstar all from a home movieBow on our arrival the unAmerican idolsWhen niggas did in Paris got em hanging off the EiffelYeah I'm talking businessWe talking CIAI'm talking George TenetI seen him the other dayHe asked me about my MaybachThink he had the sameExcept mine tinted and his might have been rentedYou know white people do not get money spend itOr maybe they get money, buy a businessI rather buy 80 gold chains and go ig'nantI know Spike Lee's gon kill me but let me finishBlame it on the pigment, we living no limitsThem gold master p ceilings was just a figmentOf our imagination, MTV cribsNow I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC livesThat's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuseHe was not really drunk he just had a few brewsPass the cool cool a refreshment beverageEverything I do need a news crew presentSteve-O swerve homie, watch out for the wavesI'm way too black to burn from SunraysSo I just meditated the home in PompayAbout how I could build a new Rome in one dayEvery time I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's ElvisBut I just want to design hotels and nail itShit is real got me feelin 'IsrealianLike Bar Refaeli Gisele, no thats BrazilianWent through a deep depression when my momma passedSuicide what kind of talk is thatBut I've been talking to God for so longThat I have you look in my life I guess he talking backF***in 'with my clique
