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Artist: Kanye West f/ Pusha T (Clipse)
Album:  New God Flow (S)
Song:   New God Flow
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G-O-D

[Pusha T] + (Kanye)
I believe there's a God above me
I'm just the God of everything else
I put holes in everything else
New God flow, fuck everything else
Supreme dope dealer - write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like 'Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the lle' as a wholesaler
I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold killer
I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him
Think '99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him
(Matching Daytonas, rose gold on us)
Goin GAM in Ibiza done took a toll on us
(But since you over do it, I'ma pour more)
Well if you goin coupe, I'm goin four door

[Chorus] - 2X

[Pusha T] + (Kanye)
Step on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck 'em 'Ye, fuck 'em 'Ye!
I wouldn't piss on that nigga with Gran Marnier
(Woo!) They shitty shoppin at Targét
(Woo!) My shit is luxury Balmain 
I'm ballin', Amar'e
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga?
What's a circus without you clown niggaz?
What's a brick from an outta-town nigga
When you flood and you can drown niggaz?
It's the G.O.O.D. Music golden child
M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody hold me down


[Kanye West]
Hold up; I ain't trying to stunt man
But these Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the champion God flow
I guess that's a feelin only me and LeBron know
I'm living three dreams
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney King's
Cause we cian't get along, no resolution
'til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aww man, you sold your soul
Naww man! Mad people was frontin
Aww man! Made somethin from nothin
Picture workin so hard and you can't cut through
That can mess up your whole life like a uncle that touched you
What has the world come to, I'm from the 3-1-2
Where cops don't come through, and dreams don't come true
Like there the God go in his Murcielago
From working McDonalds, barely payin the car note
He even got enough to get his momma a condo
Then they ran up and shot him right in front of his mom
Forty killings in a weekend, forty killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick Sermon
Did, Moses not part the water with the cane?
Did, strippers not make an arc when I made it rain?
Did, Yeezy not get signed by Hov' and Dame?
And, ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chain?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire" ay that's what Richard Pryor say
And we annihilate anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, they admire 'Ye


[Kanye West]
G.O.O.D. Music! G.O.O.D. Music! {*2X*}
And all my niggaz say, G.O.O.D. Music
And all my ladies say, G.O.O.D. Music
I don't know but I've been told (I don't know but I've been told)
If you get fresh get all the hoes (if you get fresh get all the hoes)
I'm way fresher than all my foes (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
Somebody please pick out they clothes (Somebody please pick out they clothes)
And all my niggaz say, G.O.O.D. Music
And all my ladies say, G.O.O.D. Music
Who runnin shit today? G.O.O.D. Music {*2X*}