Kanye West - Don't Stop lyrics

[Pharrell:] Explain yourself, how you sound like me? the muthaf**ing skateboard P knowing that your mee lo playing games like youre cee-lo in a tight situation like speedos you can have it your way like Carlito my n***a will be happy to give you torpedos and have you car twisted like a blunt for you f*ggot a** n***as that like to front Im on some BBC bape sh** Im on some cake sh** in the kitchen with the heat making beats in my apron you hating and you want to erase it close your eyes when you know you cant take it my flow interrupts your homeostasis I Rolls Royce it on a regular basis you talk street sh** it sound like sweet sh** straight liquorice you n***as sound ticklish 80k large for the Hermes dream coke n crop in all your magazines hunger strike yourself, look like Celine Dion, me and my n***as like freon you b**hes on my pecan she got an a** you can eat on try to play tough like the leather on a Vuiton I hit it til I could seat on try to get her freak on ask me to R Kelly ya and get peed on I said it aint me maam that 8 behind me still got the burner yes the enzo is stilll black like Sojourner truth, I mighta just loosened a tooth spittin what I did in the booth Im out, pooof! [Lupe Fiasco:] Carrera, raised in a teenage mutant ninja turtle era waanna bear n tell the truth, I dare ya ya lie, so eat these whole bottle of these jalapeno peppers for terror made in america too live f** the property or give me my props properly high off life this high technology, DeVry I rep Muhammad Ali more like rapology my policys not to be dishonestly deprived so gimme that, gimme that, keep going where my city at, Im like steak and fries but never die they wanna Ghostface wanna be me but they will post haste follow me into the after life that means you going right after Ive but Im the hero sort of like Jack Sparrow so someway somehow I have survived ha ha surprised who is he that we see coming over the tides in a speed boat, boat load of pride Fall of Rome, dress shirted and mastermind tie he what happens when rappping and happen the fashion collide so OMG is the "C" from the C-R-S LOLing at you haters tell your BFFs like [Kanye West:] Yes, Mr West turn that new child rebel loud as a bada** child level who need a chorus we through with a tyrannosaurus tyrone its been a year with no phone could you explain how high is your zone well take the plane rub his nose in c**aine theres hoes in magazines you lame sayin you lame and for the hate in advance, pull down your pants make em kiss both cheeks like we living in France Diamonds blue, business managers Jewish and if I get sued my lawyers Jews some girls do, grab the cojones say you got enough diamonds to at least Sierra Loan-us brand new ferraris I gotta make the donuts C-R-S is like a hip hop Christmas bonus n***as is hating on the internet I couldnt tell I was too busy rapping GOOD as hell I was too busy flying, parasail! tell collect to get the new sh** that Paris sell Tarantino, Da Vinci, gettin Benjis, get half off Fendi half of thats to Cindys hoped out the spaceship on my Mork and Mindy popped too many corks to let you dorks offend me props in New York but Chi towns the city get my city hoochies Gucci, Monica Belluccis are those the real millionnaires or the bendis? Im so ultra Im even over Oprah but let me check your account, haha no sir Dont stop, dont stop...