Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya D's out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out,
niggas like, "Peace out!"
Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
I got to apologize to Mos
and Kweli (Kweli)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from
Ghana and Mali? (Mali)
First nigga with a Benz
and a backpack
Ice chain, Carti lens, and a knapsack
Always said if I rapped I'd
say somethin' significant
But now I'm rappin', 'bout money,
hoes, and rims again
And it's still about the Benjamins
Big faced hundreds and whatever
other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon
More chips than Pentium
"What ya gon' buy next?"
Whatever new trend it is
I'm tryin' to spend my stacks
And I'm so broke, I look back like "Damn,
was I on crack?"
I mean twelve platinum chains,
was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me, dawg?
Sing along with me, y'all
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out (uh)
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya
D's out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out,
niggas like, "Peace out!"
Now, even thouh I went to college
and dropped out of school quick
I always had a Ph.D., a pretty huge dick
Ladies tired of gettin' ripped
off by guys like this
And givin' head is like a whale
thats us in' a toothpick
Well, I'm in the club for a limited time
Act now and get some action
for free- ninety- nine
Later on I might charge for
ménage
Heard her man was the boss of the floss
But she still wanna toss me
the drawers
And it ain't goin' cost me
because she my caddy
'Cause she grabbed
my golf balls in the club
And I'm still actin' calm
than a mug
She asked, "Can you drive me and
the hundreds where my Altima was?"
While we drive she tellin' me
'bout problems with her man
Baby, I fully understand
Let me help you with a plan
While he trickin' off,
don't get no rich nigga
Give me some head,
that'll really piss him off
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya D's out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out,
niggas like, "Peace out!"
I blow past low class
niggas with no cash
In the fo' dash six, bitch, you can go ask
So when I go fast popo just lauh
Right until I run out of gas
or 'til I go crash
Whatever comes first,
I'm prepared for the worst
Whatever comes second,
I'll be there with my weapon
Pullin' up in the Lexus's one
on both hand
So I guess them GS's was
ambidextrous
Could of sworn her breasteses was
sendin' me messages
"K, I need a free hand- mammogram
I got weed, drink, and a Handicam
All of which is legal in Amsterdam"
So say my name like Candyman
And I'ma come and fix you up
like the handyman
But if you don't need a fix, girl,
you gotta leave
You can't take that all at one time,
ya gotta breathe
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya D's out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out, niggas like,
"Peace out!"
Yeah, uh- uh- uh, uh
And you say, "Chi- City" (Chi- City)
Y- Yeah, and you say,
"Chi- City" (Chi- City)
Y- Yeah, and you say,
"Chi- City" (Chi- City)
Uh- huh (uh- huh), and you
say, "Chi- City" (Chi- City)
Y- Yeah, you say "Chi-
City" (Chi- City)
Uh- huh (uh- huh), you say,
"Chi- "
Y- You say, "Ch- ", Y- You say,
"Chi- City" (Chi- City)
Chi- city (Chi- City), Chi- City (Chi- City)
(Chi- city, Chi- City, Chi- City)
Kanye West And Ludacris 
