Deuces Remix (feat. Drake, Kanye West & André 3000)

What you mean I ain't call you?

I hit you when I landed

I'm waiting in my hotel room

seems like we are arguing more and it's getting

less romantic

yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon

but I fucked you right, I will

I fucked you right I will

I'll fuck you like no one has ever ever made you

feel

I mean this part of our relationship's amazing

still

I might just put up with the arguing and stay for

real

you looking bad, girl for goodness sakes

you with all those curves and me without no

breaks

ooh, I'm willing to work it out however long it

takes you

you feel like you miss those happy days well girl

that makes two of us

Our timing is wrong

your friends always tying up every line on your

phone

Yeah, but tell them bitches that you'll always be

my Mrs

and the hardest part about the fucking business

is minding your own

uhh, and everytime I try and break it off

we just yell until we tired then I break you off

it's useless all this fighting lets get past it now

even when I throw them deuces you just send it

back around

Your wrist and fingers glisten

ice cold like Michigan

eh look at what we living in

here we go with this again

I just keep on talking but I guess that you ain't

listening

rather run around with them nothing ass bitches

then, go on, got me hot, smoking like a chimney

we used to be best friends, now it seems we

finna be enemy's

deep inside it's killing me

but soon its gonna be killing you

to see her in that two seater, now that's gonna

hurt your feelin's boo

ah ha, didn't you think you would be over me

by now so you go sleeping with them clowns,

they are no relief

she spoke her piece, I know, capisce

so love must be let go, released

into the wind, again again and deuces I must

throw ya peace

You know what, yo?

you a bitch!

you should have a travel agent cause you a trip

you should make your own toilet tissue since you

the shit

but all you got is some fucking issues you

fucking bitch

I hate niggas, but I love your mom

give her a kiss for me, her second son

get your mind right baby or get your shit

together

you gonna be hot a little while

I'mma be rich forever

girl seducers, they come in Deuces

when I cut em off they always become a

nuisance

niggas take my old flows and they take my old

swag

he just took my old bitch and turn it to his new

bitch

hehe. I'm stupid

but I won't get my drama on

what I'm dealing with is too real for me to

comment on

Jay finally got it through my head not to run my

mouth

so when you talk bout "you know who" I don't

know who you talkin' bout

According to my old bitch I be on some new shit

she was on some old shit, now I got a new bitch

think I give two shits

you ain't gonna do shit

meet my two fingers, intro... deuces

if you knew better you'd do better

wanna get the middle finger but I got two better

So you gonna diss me even though you know it's

wrong

know you gonna (miss me a little when I'm gone)

Drizzy voice, now I'm ghost baby

four door Rizzy Royce

tryna work it out might be a bad business choice

I'm bout my business boys

plus I make paper

come on that's old news

yesterday's paper

oh, you talkin', what about?

if it ain't how I kept you studded out

you might as well shut ya mouth

you'll never score another me, I'll shut it out

act like there's gum in your hair girl, cut it out

Got a pocket full of hundreds

she the only one is missing

got a bucket full of ice

and a watch to go with it

got a racing Lamborghini

have my homies scared to drive

haters better put their head down they know that

boy be fly

all the charter planes

now i'm talking ballers slang

R.O.Z.A.Y on that wall in the hall of fame

I let my denim sag

red Louis belt

how can u love me baby, first you gotta love

yourself!

The farewell email from a female

but I'm a player, ain't gonna tell you all the

details

what it entails is hard to say like selling

seashells

by the seashore, but she's not a bore but neither

a whore

who needs to know more

the kind you can't ignore but want to open the

door... for,

or run in your favourite store and leave with all

them shopping bags and half of it ain't your's,

I did things for, ain't rich ain't poor

I want it to do more but hell I just ain't know her

well enough to know if this is all she came for

but enough to know tonight excited she came

four

times to my cousins house to see if I was there

get ya minds out the gutter man

we out here tryna have a good time

and here I am, all heavy with the words where

somebody that's a nerd, likely fast forward

but shit they asked for it

it's hard to throw up them deuces cause when

you know it's juicy

you start to sound like Confucius when making

up excuses

chase the Cabooses until the track gone

I gotta find me a new locomotive stop making

sad songs

I'm on some new shit

I'm chucking my deuces up to her

I'm moving on to something better, better, better

No more trying to make it work

You made me wanna say bye bye, say bye bye,

say bye bye to her [x