Take One For The Team by: Kanye West feat. Keri Hilson
[Pusha T - Chorus] Doing my thing, pocket full of green Hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans Your girl a Queen, my girl a thing You know what though? I'mma take, I'mma take this one for the team [Kanye West] I'mma take this one for the team GOOD music Yeah you know what I figured out I'm not a nice guy I shook hands, kissed babies gave it a nice try You know what I hate pictures of other peoples kids I hate plastic couches in other peoples cribs I hate when other peoples crib's smell like sh-t I hate when I leave, I smell like the crib Whats the cause of the poor smell? She said "I just cleaned up baby I can't tell" Why every ghetto b-tch gotta smell like luspel(?) Or that God-damn cucumber bath and body works I can still smell the sweat the sh-t hardly works What about Cool Water that sh-t probably works Is he a classic like the Ladi Dadi verse And my man probably hollered at the hottie first I score, he took the charge Ooooh, that sh-t gotta hurt
[Pusha T - Chorus] Doing my thing, pocket full of green Hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans Your girl a Queen, my girl a thing You know what though? I’mma take, I’mma take this one for the team
[Pusha T] Nevermind me, 'Ye have fun If the cops ask, thats my gun That's my weed, anything you need I'mma take, I'mma take, I'mma take this one for the team One fat ass, one flat ass N-gga hit the switcheroo on my black ass Ever seen Joe's jeans on a jackass And my b-tch got on tights with a tac ass I'm a fly n-gga and I carry on With the bottles of that Rose and Perignon Ever seen how a kingpin carry's on (?) chain and a herring bone Real sh-t, gotta feel this First class flights baby that's a field trip Double date don't cooperate, kill switch F-ck me and my man, you a real b-tch
[Chorus] Doing my thing, pocket full of green Hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans Your girl a Queen, my girl a thing You know what though? I’mma take, I’mma take this one for the team
[Kanye West] Ladies and gentleman It's G.O.O.D music in the house And we got Keri
[Keri Hilson] All I know you the one that I heard about Know you work your way up through all(?) Plus I'mma have to test you in and out It's a dirty job but sometimes you gotta take it for the team Take it for the team Take it for the team Take it for the team
(I like your mentality baby)
[Cyhi The Prynce] I'm blowing on stinky that come in a jar I'm playing with her kitty later come in the car She a red bone but her cousin is dark A little out of shape but you'll f-ck in the dark Until she start complaining 'bout her feet hurt I'm trying f-ck, she talking she wanna eat first I'm like why did this b-tch have to bring her I'm tryna get her back to the nest so I can sting her So I hit Big Sean on the ringer I said I gotta chick for you that'd like a singer On a scale of 1-10 she's a 15รข€²er Meaner, shoulda seen a n-gga face when he seen her He said the b-tch wasn't pretty and nothing finger Though on my team she will be a pimp stringer I said I got the fine one and the beamer I'm the point guard and I need wing...
[Keri Hilson] Take it for the team Take it for the team Take it for the team
[Chorus] Doing my thing, pocket full of green Hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans Your girl a Queen, my girl a thing You know what though? I’mma take, I’mma take this one for the team
[Kanye West] GOOD Friday's, It's the n-gga they love to hate But all the bad model b-tches they love to date You need to check my swag and get up to date Check check my swag and get up to date We in the bathroom now, she get her back blew out She can't clean but I bet she got a vacuum mouth And I bet I'm gon sweat her Vidal Sassoon out Her friend buss it, God damn it, bought the Racoon out For the team, ugh
Like we always do at this time Like, Like we always do at this time I go for, I got to.... Like we always do at this time Like we always do at this time Go for, I go to Like we always do at this time Like we always do at this time Southside, we gon set this party off right This time, This time, yeah yeah Mike Dean on the keys, hey They love to hate, bad model b-tches they love to date You need to check my swag and get up to date Check check check my swag and get up to date Ey, its the man they love to hate But all the bad model b-tches they love to date They need to check my swag and get up to date Check check check my swag and get, ugh, hey
Scotty just released this new retro based visual with cameos from Clarke Duke(Hottub Time Machine & Sex Drive) , Chritopher Mints-Plasse(McLovin) & either Andy or Randy from Sex Drive..? And Mr. West got his feature on. The Song is off Cudis's new Album "Man On The Moon II: The Legend Of Mr. Rager".
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[Pharrell] Explain yourself, how you sound like me? the muthaf-cking skateboard P knowing that your mee lo playing games like you’re cee-lo in a tight situation like speedo’s you can have it your way like Carlito my n-gga will be happy to give you torpedos and have you car twisted like a blunt for you faggot ass n-ggas that like to front I’m on some BBC bape sh-t Im on some cake sh-t in the kitchen with the heat making beats in my apron you hating and you want to erase it close your eyes when you know you can’t take it my flow interupts your homeostasis I Rolls Royce it on a regular basis you talk street sh-t it sound like sweet sh-t straight liquorice you n-ggas sound ticklish 80k large for the Hermes dream coke n crop in all your magazines hunger strike yourself, look like Celine Dion, me and my n-ggas like frion you b-tches on my pecan b-tch she got an ass you can eat on try to play tough like the leather on a Vuitton I hit it til I could seat on try to get her freak on ask me to R Kelly ya and get pee’d on I said it aint me maam that 8 behind me still got the burner yes the enzo is stilll black like Sojourner truth, I mighta just loosened a tooth spittin’ what I did in the booth I’m out, pooof!
[Lupe Fiasco] Carrera, raised in a teenage mutant ninja turtle era waanna bear n tell the truth, I dare ya ya lie, so eat these whole bottle of these jalapeno peppers for terror made in america too live f-ck the property or give me my props properly high off life this high technology, DeVry I rep Muhammad Ali more like rapology my policy’s not to be dishonestly deprived so gimme that, gimme that, keep going where my city at, I’m like steak and fries but never die they wanna Ghostface wanna be me but they will post haste follow me into the after life that means you going right after I’ve but I’m the hero sort of like Jack Sparrow so some way some how I have survived ha ha surprised who is he that we see coming over the tides in a speed boat, boat load of pride full of rum, dress shirted and mastermind tie he what happens when rappping and fashion collide so OMG is the “C” from the C-R-S LOL’ing at you haters tell your BFF’s like
[Kanye West] Yes, MR West turn that new child rebel loud as a badass child level who need a chorus we through with a tyrannosaurus tyrone it’s been a year with no phone could you explain how high is your zone we’ll take the plane rub his nose in cocaine there’s hoes in magazines you lame sayin you lame and for the hate in advance, pull down your pants make ‘em kiss both cheeks like we living in France Diamonds blue, business manager’s Jewish and if I get sued my lawyers Jews some girls do, grab the cojones say you got enough diamonds to at least Sierra Loan-us brand new ferrari’s I gotta make the donuts C-R-S is like a hip hop Chris’s bonus n-ggas is hating on the internet I couldn’t tell I was too busy rapping GOOD as hell I was too busy flying, parasail! tell collect to get the new sh-t that Paris sell Tarantino, Da Vinche, gettin’ Benji’s, get half off Fendi half of that’s to Cindy’s hoped out the spaceship on my Mork and Mindy popped too many corks to let you dork’s offend me props in New York but Chi town’s the city get my city hoochie’s Gucci, Monica Bellucci’s are those the real millionnaires or the bendi’s? I’m so ultra I’m even over Oprah but let me check your account, haha no sir
So Appalled Kanye West feat. RZA, Jay-Z, Pusha T, Swizz Beatz & CyHi Da Prynce
[Swizz Beatz] One hand in the air if you don’t really care Two hands in the air if you don’t really care It’s like that sometimes I mean ridiculous It’s like that sometimes sh-t’s ridiculous One hand in the air if you don’t really care Middle finger in the air if you don’t really care It’s like that sometimes, man ridiculous Life can be sometimes ridiculous
[Kanye West] I’m so appalled Spalding balled, Balled in and Donald Trump taking dollars from yall Baby your fire and your girlfriend hired And if you don’t mind, I’ma keep you on call We above the law, we don’t give a f-ck by yall I got dogs that chew a f-ckin’ hole through the wall But since they all lovers I need more rubbers And if I don’t use rubbers, need more covers House keeping, I mean gawd damn one time Let it be a bad bitch sweeping That know we get O’s like Cheerios That know cuz they seen us in the videos That know, the day that you play me Will be the same day MTV play videos That was a little joke, Voila! Praises due to the most high, Allah Praises due to the most fly, Prada Baby Im magic, Tadah! Address me as your highness High as United, 30,000 feet up and you are not invited N-ggas be writin’ bullsh-t like they gotta work N-ggas going through real sh-t, man they outta work That’s why I never gawd damn dance track, gotta hurt That’s why I rather spit something that gotta perch Champagne wishes, 30 white bitches I mean the sh-t is, f-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous, I mean the sh-t is F-cking ridiculous
[Pusha T] 5 star dishes, different exotic fishes Man this sh-t is, f-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous
[Jay-Z] How should I begin this I’m just so offended How am I even mentioned by all these f-cking beginners? I’m so appalled I might buy the mall Just to show n-ggas how much more I have in store I’m fresher than you all So I don’t have to pause All of y’all can suck my balls through my draws Dark knight feeling, die or be a hero Or live long enough to see yourself become a villain I went from the favourite to the most hated Or would you rather be underpaid or over-rated? Moral victories is for minor league coaches And ‘Ye already told you “We Major” you cockroaches Show me where the boats is, Ferrari testarossa’s The Hammer went broke so you know I’m more focused I lost thirty mill so I spent another 30 Cuz unlike Hammer 30 mill can’t hurt me F-cking insane, the f-ck am I sayin’ Not only am I fly, I’m f-cking not playing (plane/plain) All these little b-tches too big for their britches Burning their little bridges F-cking ridiculous
[Kanye West] Champagne wishes, thirty white b-tches I mean the sh-t is f-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous I mean the sh-t is f-cking ridiculous
[Pusha T] 5 star dishes, different exotic fishes Man this sh-t is, f-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous
[Pusha T] Success is what you make it Take it how it comes A half a mill in twenties is like a bill where I’m from An arrogant drug dealer the legend I’ve become CNN said I’d be dead by 21 Black jack I just pulled in aces You looking at the king in his face Everything I dream muthaf-ckers Im watching it take shape While to you I’m just a young rich n-gga that lacks faith Range Rove leather roof Love war f-ck a truce Still move a bird like I’m in bed with mother goose Them hoes come in a bakers dozen Claiming they was with me when they know they really wasn’t I keep the city’s best never said she was the brightest So if you had it too, it don’t affect me in the slightest I never met a b-tch that didn’t need a little guidance So I dismiss her past until she dissappoint your highness
I speak the gospel, hostel Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils Paranoid mind I’m still under the watchful Eye of the law, aspire for more Them kilo’s came we gave you bobby brown jaw Flaws aint flaws when it’s you that makes the call Flow similar to the legend of the falls Spillin’ I own you all, yeah
[Kanye West] Champagne wishes, thirty white b-tches I mean the sh-t is f-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous I mean the sh-t is f-cking ridiculous
[CyHi Da Prynce] 5 star dishes, different exotic fishes Man this sh-t is, f-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous
[CyHi Da Prynce] I am so outrageous, I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If God had an iPod, I’d be on his playlist My phrases amazes the faces in places The favourite, huh My cup over runneth with hundreds Dummy, dammit, not like for me to waste it The new commandment, thou shall not hate kid My movement is like the civil rights I’m Ralph David Abernathy, so call my lady Rosa Parks I am nothing like them n-ggas baby those are marks I met this girl on Valentines day f-cked her in May She found out about April so she chose to March Damn another broken heart I keep b-tches by the two’s n-gga, Noah’s Ark I got a seven on me, I call my dro the mark Plus a trojan in my pocket, Matt Leinert G-A-T in the pathfinder Cause you haters got PHD’s Y’all just some major haters and some math minors Tiger Woods don’t make me grab iron
[RZA] A yo champagne wishes and dirty white b-tches You know the sh-t is f-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous You know the sh-t is f-cking ridiculous
Cars for the missus and furs for the mistress You know that sh-t is F-CKING ridiculous F-cking ridiculous You know the sh-t is f-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous F-cking ridiculous
[Swizz Beatz] One hand in the air if you don’t really care Two hands in the air if you don’t really care It’s like that sometimes I mean ridiculous It’s like that sometimes sh-t’s ridiculous One hand in the air if you don’t really care Middle finger in the air if you don’t really care It’s like that sometimes, man ridiculous Life can be sometimes ridiculous
And 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 douche bags 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 Runaway fast as you can
(Verse 1- Kanye) She find pictures in my e-mail I sent this girl a picture of my dick I don't know what it is with females But I'm not too good at that shit See, I could have me a good girl And still be addicted to them hood rats And I just blame everything on you At least you know that's what I'm good at
(Chorus) And I always find, yeah, I always find, yeah, I always find something 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 douche bags 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 Runaway fast as you can
Runaway from me baby Runaway, runaway from me baby Runaway, I get crazy Just runaway Get on a plane Runaway fast as you can
Runaway from me baby Runaway, runaway from me baby Runaway, I get crazy Why can't she just runaway?
Baby, I got a plan Runaway as fast as you can
(Verse 2- Pusha T) 24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind I-I-I-I did it, alright, alright, I admit it Now pick your next move, you can leave or live with it Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin' top off Split and go where? Back to wearin' knockoffs? Ha, Knock it off Neiman, shop it off Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off Hoes like vultures, 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 a baller nigga's matrix Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless I'm just young, rich, tasteless P
(Verse 3- Kanye) Never was much of a romantic I could never take the intimacy And I know it did damage Cus the look in your eyes is killin' me I'm guessin' you're at an advantage Cus you could blame me for everything And I don't know where I'ma manage If one day you just up and leave
(Chorus) And 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 douche bags 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
Party people in the place to be You are now in the midst of a real MC Throw your hands in the air if you real as me Oooooooooooh (Kid Cudi) Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
(Kanye) Such an easy mornin’, we on a ride And I’m feelin’ smooth as the way the Benz drive Turn the radio down if they playin’ that bulls**t They don’t want black people to think at trial He think he live
(Common) He think he live, he think he cold He think I’m high, I’m in thinker mode Eyes low’d, I let the skies hold the thoughts The streets are like the high road that I go across
(Kanye) I mean, my whole team ’bout to smash the streets The Phillip Lim remind them that it’s Fashion Week And the weather wasn’t barely hot Did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott? Did I mention G.O.O.D. Music, yeah, forever we hot Motherf**ker, are you ready or not?
Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
(This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop) (Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!) (This goes out to the allcore hip-hop) (Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)
(Pusha T) As ‘Ye flips the piano The mood swings like the change of a channel He’s heating up like they wrapped him in flannel Sellin’ kilos through your iPod nano Cocaine vandal, I induct scandal Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury’s handle Vaseline face, reminiscent of my tires Ice cream paint job, somethin’ like Breyers Euro tank top, Dior inspired Sell it to you hard, no assembly required (Eyuck!) I’m 2012 in 2010 Which makes this a time machine, not just any Benz Floss for the members of the gang with 28 While haters wish death ‘pon me, that’s many men Yeah, and if you slaim you on your paper route Stop talkin’, motherf**ker, pull your paper out
Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
(Big Sean) Now tell me, do it feel good? Well, all right Don’t worry, we gon’ be here all night And you know a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!) Westside, Westside! So te-te-tell who the freshest of ‘em all? They claimin’ that they fresh, they ain’t fresher than my balls A nigga seen the fresh like I’m headed to the fall MC hunting season, putting heads up on the wall I sneak peeked ahead while we headed to the loft Man, I always thought with the head inside my drawers I guess that’s why in school, my grades went from As to Bs to Cs All over double Ds, I be absent all week This is for my niggas, all the ones I ride for Man, that’s the fam, we let ‘em in through the side door Hold on: That’s the girl you gave a wedding ring? Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything
(Charlie Wilson)
And let me hear you say ahhhh Va-va-va-va-va-va Va-va-va-va-va-va
Let me hear you say ahhhh Va-va-va-va-va-va Va-va-va-va-va-va
(Kanye)
Ay, we promised
Now put your hands up to the sky Until the day in that we die And we’ll be here all evenin’ G.O.O.D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend
Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
I know the city gettin’ ready for me I know the city gettin’ ready
[Chorus] Put your hands to the constellations The way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I know I'm preachin' to the congregation We love Jesus, but you done learned a lot from Satan I mean, a .... did a lot of waitin' We ain't married, but tonight I need some consummation
[Verse 1] May the Lord forgive us, may the gods be with us In that magic hour, I seen good Christians Make brash decisions, oh, she do it What happened to religion? Oh, she lose it She puttin' on her makeup, she casually allure Text message breakups, the casualty of tour How she gon' wake up and not love me no more? I thought I was the asshole, I guess it's rubbin' off Hood phenomenon, the LeBron of rhyme Hard to be humble when you're stuntin' on a Jumbotron I'm lookin' at her like, this what you really wanted, huh? Why we arguin' anyway? Oh, I forgot, it's summertime
[Chorus] Put your hands to the constellations The way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I know I'm preachin' to the congregation We love Jesus, but she done learned a lot from Satan I mean, a .... did a lot of waitin' We ain't married, but tonight I need some consummation
[Verse 2] When the sun go down, it's the magic hour (the magic hour) And out of all the colors that fill up the skies You got green on your mind, I can see it in your eyes Why you standing there with your face screwed up? Don't leave while you're hot, that's how Mase screwed up Throwin' shit around, our whole place screwed up Maybe I should call Mase and he could pray for us I hit the Jamaican spot, at the bar, took a seat I ordered the jerk, she said, "You are what you eat" You see, I always loved the sense of humor But tonight, you shoulda seen how quiet the room was The Lyor Cohen of Dior own That's Diorome, not Dior, homie The crib's Scarface, could it be more tony? You love me for me, could you me more phony?
[Outro] Put your hands to the constellations The way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
Haven't said a word, haven't said a word to me this evenin' Cat got your tongue?
[Raekwon] Visual visual JB Yo ‘Ye whattup Raekwon You got stacks like the international house of pancakes All alone ready to phone me and your hand shakes Palms is wetted (?) Never the walk miles for love I sit at starters deck It just happens I was floating you seen it cathy Blinked at me then I threw on my thinking cap Taker, and then we can slide to Jamaica Shopping for a year or two stop in Diega It’s obvious I’m gon sue your mommy is We just friends so she can’t Clyde Bonnie us Fly walls down in the fly halls Come to the master suite leave every piece in the masterhall All about money tied in a know stand over there Thats why I make it happen on blocks Brazil cut sweater, Audi, leather Playing the field tryna outslug Berretta
[Justin Bieber] You see my baby over hit the road, Where she’s going I swear nobody knows I need to find her before another man does I wouldn’t want him to steal my love I’m just tryin to be cool, cool, cool (tryn’a be cool) What would you exepct me to do Im just tryin to find, find, find That sweet love of mine I’m runnin outta time Where is my runway love Searching low and high Know that I’m not givin’ up. I give it all up for her I’ll never be enough I wont stop until I find My runaway love
[Kanye West] Last name West and my teeth Diamonds She said yo wish ya could place your crazy rhyming Listen to Wu Tang Trying crazy suits on (?) Stuntin in our high top louie’s Shorts is the coogies Open up the door when you take her to the movies When you meet the parents you tell De Niro Her boyfriend is zero she needs to cut the wierdo Next show they gotta up the zeroes Nobody rocking like this 60 years old The hard johns and the walleys something caught me I’m telling you what Wu-Tang taught me The young youth rocking the gold tooth Pull up in a drop top old school bumping the cash rules No question we the reason why the summers blazin You looking good fly colour asian Ra I give it yo ya, no trivia She used to roll with my g-unit like Olivia Till she caught me getting numbers not her’s Guess thats the day she became a runaway love
[Justin Bieber] I’m runnin outta time Where is my runway love Searching low and high Know that I’m not givin’ up. I give it all up for her I’ll never be enough I wont stop until I find My runaway love Why can’t I find, the love of mine, When you’re standing in front of my face Oh, yeah, You must be mine How did I let you get away
[Raekwon] Leave it up to the most high sit in a ghost fly Chillin with 2 of my brothers we both live on deck Grabbing em on set This is how we roll independants she a go I’m gon go get Take that queen assure to ya We can live every month baby girl just call me up Waking up mess in some cold sweats thinking of this the video tapes Even the stress My mind is a terrible thing to waste No love lost I know Im going crazy I can’t floss Me my lady left my homies It’s all baloney just like rocking an old pony So when I chillin I’m just lost no more feeling I need my honey in my life get that film it Take the time Rae Just and Ye shine My runaway love give me mine come on
[Justin Bieber] You see my baby over hit the road, Where she’s going I swear nobody knows I need to find her before another man does I wouldn’t want him to steal my love I’m just tryin to be cool, cool, cool (tryn’a be cool) What would you exepct me to do Im just tryin to find, find, find That sweet love of mine I’m runnin outta time Where is my runway love Searching low and high Know that I’m not givin’ up. I give it all up for her I’ll never be enough I wont stop until I find My runaway love
