WOULDN'T GET FAR FEAT.Kanye West

I done been around the world Been around the block Been around hoes to f*ck Biggie and Pac Like Vida Guerrera, ass took her to the top She'll give you some brains, you let her throw out the rock And let her put on your chain, she'll throw you some cock Picture that like Megan good with Jamie Foxx Hype said it's a wrap, she's still on the set Puttin' oil on her legs like she blowin' the filet She was Eye Candy in the XXL Hopped off the page and on a skateboard with Pharrell I knew she (wouldn't get far) Cuz 500 dollars can't get you there How you get there? In all these new videos the bitch's trynna be Melissa Ford But they don't know Melissa Ford drive a Honda Accord She a video vixen but behind closed doors, she'd do whatever it take to get to the Grammy Award (Ha ha) F*ckin' em rap stars You know who you are, put your hands up ladies If you kept your legs closed.. But you know F*ckin' em rap stars You know who you are, I wrote this song for you! For you! And you! For all y'all Pop quiz! How many topless black foxes did I have under my belt like boxers? Not to brag but if you add up, mmm, 1, 2... nigga, that's mad nuts Game, you mad nuts How you gon call out all these, bitches know it damn, but they don't call me The only dream - to be a ghetto porn queen, if you make it to the screen Maybe get seen, maybe chose by a nigga from the Team Head so good he don't ask you for a PRE-nup Now ask yourself a question of uh Would you be with Jay-Z if he weren't a C-E-O Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo Would you ride with Ne-Yo if he was in a G.O. Then why da hell you vickies bitches comin' at me for And since they all fallin' apart, I'll take a trio Yo! F*ckin' em rap stars You know who you are, put your hands up ladies If you kept your mouth closed.. But you know F*ckin' em rap stars You know who you are, I wrote this song for you! For you! And you! For all y'all I done had my share of bitches with long hair, short dude like Kelis Or Halle or boomerang yeah I been around the block in a Bentley drop top on Miami beach when Lil' Kim was f*ckin' with Scott I got the scoop on hoops whatever the case You let you spray in the face long as she's Bathing Apes And aint nobody trynna take Beyonce from Jay But I know a bitch from 2-way f*ck back in the day You fiend niggaz doin' is pussy sittin' on they face That UN in the stomach, she musta had a pussy like Wonder Woman On that super-hero shit, fly ass Gabriel Union in the back of my Six-fo' Impala, forget the Double D's, I'll put em right in your face like that model bitch to call her She aint on the show but she's ridin' in that Gallardo That's why I f*ck em the day, and forget em tomorrow F*ckin' em rap stars You know who you are, put your hands up ladies If you kept your legs closed.. But you know! F*ckin' em rap stars You know who you are, I wrote this song for you! For you! And you! For all y'all Goddamn, you know what I'm sayin, I'm sittin' back watchin' Kanye video Then I see the same bitch that was in the homeboy Busta Rhymes' video Then I flip the muthaf*ckin' channel checkin' out my Uncle Snoop Dogg's video And I see the same bitch that was in MY video You know what I'm sayin'? And then you know what I'm sayin, make that even more f*cked up I'm watchin' Oprah, coverin' Hurricane Katrina, I see the same bitch on Oprah flown on the way to the camp, that was in the lil nigga Lil' Weezy's video I mean, damn, everywhere I look, everywhere I go, I see the same hoes. Don't get mad, I'm only being real.