Kanye West

Dwele

She don't believe

in shootin' stars

but she believe

in shoes and cars

Wood floors in

the new apartment

couture from the

store's department

You more like

I love to start s**t

I'm more of the

trips to Florida

order the

hors d'oeuvres

views of the water

Straight from

the page of your

favourite author

And the weather

so breezy

Man why can't life

always be this easy?

She in the mirror

dancing so sleazy

I get a call like

"Where are

you Yeezy?"

I try to hit you with

the ol' wopty

till I get flashed

by the paparazzi

Damn, these

fellas got me

I hate these fellas

more than the Nazis

I know you love

to show off

But I never thought

that you would

take it this far

What do I know?

What do I know?

Know...

I know it's

been a while

sweetheart

we hardly talk

I was doing my thing

I know I was

foul bay-bay

a-bay lately you

been all on my brain

And if somebody

would've told me

a month ago

frontin' though, yo,

I wouldn't wanna know

If somebody would've

told me a year ago

it'd go get this difficult

Feeling like Katrina

with no fema

Like Martin

with no Gina

Like a flight

with no Visa

first class with

the seat back

I still see ya

In my past

you on the other

side of the glass

Of my memory's

museum

I'm just saying

hey Mona Lisa

come home

you know you can't

Rome without Caesar

I know you love

to show off

But I never thought

that you would

take it this far

What do I know?

What do I know?

Know...

as you recall

you know I love

to show off

But you never

thought that I would

take it this far

What do you know?

What do you know?

Know...