Kanye West ft. Lil Wayne – Barry Bonds

Download clean vinyl LP mp3 audio song by Kanye West ft. Lil Wayne and this music is titled “Barry Bonds”.

Actually this wonderful music is popped out of his Hip-Hop/Rap album which is titled ‘Graduation’ and it was released in the year 2007.

 

Listen up below with full lyrics.

 

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It’s what you all been waiting for ain’t it?

What people pay paper for damn it, they can’t stand it

They want something new, so let’s get reacquainted

Became the hood favorite, I can’t even explain it, I surprise myself too

Life of a Don, lights keep glowing

Coming in the club with that fresh shit on

With something crazy on my arm

Uh-uh-hum, and here’s another hit, Barry Bonds

We outta here baby!

We outta here baby!

We outta here baby!

We outta here baby!

Dude! Fresh off the plane, Konnichiwa, bitches

Turn around another plane, my passport on pivot

Ask for it I did it, that asshole done did it

Talked it then he lived it, spit it then he shit it

I don’t need writers, I might bounce ideas

But only I could come up with some shit like this

I done played the underdog my whole career

I’ve been a very good sport, haven’t I, this year

They say “he going crazy and we seen this before”

But I’m doing pretty good as far as geniuses go

And I’m doing pretty hood in my pink polo

Nigga please, how you gonna say I ain’t no Lo-head

Cause my Dior got me more model head

I’m insulted, you should go ‘head

And bow so hard until your knees hit your forehead

And the flow just hit code red

Top 5 MCs, you ain’t gotta remind me

Top 5 MCs: you gotta rewind me

I’m high up on the line, you could get behind me

But my head’s so big you can’t sit behind me

Life of a Don, lights keep glowing

Coming in the club with that fresh shit on

With something crazy on my arm

Uh-uh-hum, and here’s another hit, Barry Bonds

Yeah, yeah, we outta here baby!

Wha, wha, we outta here baby!

Hey Mr. West we so outta here baby

And me, I’m Mr. Weezy Baby

I’m so bright not shady

My teeth and my ice so white like Shady

Ice in my teeth so refrigerated

I’m so fucking good like I’m sleeping with Meagan

I’m all about my Franklins, Lincolns and Reagans

Whenever they make them, I shall hayve them

Oops, I meant “have them, ” I’m so crazy

But if you play crazy you be sleeping with daisies

I’m such a hay-vic, oops I meant “havoc”

And my drink’s still pinker than the Easter rabbit

And I’m still cole like Keyshia’s family

Stove on my waist turn beef to patties

And I ate it cause I’m so avid

I don’t front and I don’t go backwards

And I don’t practice and I don’t lack shit

And you can get buried, suck my bat, bitch

We outta here baby!

We outta here baby!

(Swag at a hundred and climbin’, baby, yeah)

Life of a Don, lights keep glowing

Coming in the club with that fresh shit on

With something crazy on my arm

Ha-Ha-Hum, and here’s another hit, Barry Bonds

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