Kanye West - Welcome Back Lyrics

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[Chorus 2X: Ma$e] + (Kanye West)

See I know what you all like

That's why it's goin' to be alright

Everything is all night

(See what my face felt, know how Ma$e felt, c'mon her ya John Legend)

Harlem back be alright, Fo' Reel be alright, Ma$e is back be alright

[Kanye]

Ma$e said c'mon, Mike said chamone

Started it up early up like Ravon Simone

Keisha Knight-Cord and Emanuel

Drop out of school wit no manual

Nottin' hand a dude, did I complain

Everytime magazines try to take my name

But ya'll can't hold me down like a restrain

I took the T out the word can't

'round same time when Nas said I can

Bush sendin' our fam to Iran

I'm in the club with a henny ass in my other hand

Lord please just forgive me I'm just a man

Right now I'm trying to make some adjustments

Before do me like Janet to just and them

Me and my couz and them

Trying to rap like bust and and them

My clothes were bust than a bummy

I neva, eva accept money from these so call sponsors

They were in Benz and I in Hondas

Now I wonder why they all actin like Anada

Ummm.yea... that something to ponder

The money I make for donda

That's west to you, you the next

I holdin my breath for you

What you need to do is turn up some decibels

You need to put dome of them zero in front of them decimals

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[Chorus]

[Ma$e]

Arm frozen arm, dorn on so in nawn

Macerate for guy rose in on

Different color go weey for toes and all

I try to tell the chick do exposed it all

Country dudes mouth full gold and all

Bay area chick, cornrows and all

I do it right, I do my wife

Leave the hoes for all of ya

From the boutique, I might close the mall

I drink my Geico and turn it Gecko

I waive Rol-ey, you waive Seiko, need say mo'

More diamond than Lisa Ray

I know the recipica, I'm the DNA

'gree school, leave you like hurricane

Somebody get kill, the whole barrow bling

M.A. dollar that's a theoral name

No matter who comes

I'm forever the king

I should neva left the game, what a cutie said

Still trick blowing my up like newly wed

I'm grown and sexy, young groupie head

Milk white panther seat, woupie red

I drop my cars in pairs like titties pat

When I'm done with this track, feel like biggie back

The game is country

I came to bring the city back

I came, I came to bring the city back

[Chorus]

[Outro: Ma$e]

Fo Reel put your hands up

Good Music put your hands up

Bad Boy put your hans up

Rocafella put your hands up

Chi-town put your hands up

NY put your hands up

Miami put your hands up

Texas put hands up

{*keep going until song fades*}

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