[Intro: Funk Flex & Otis Redding]
Let's go, New York (It makes it easier)
You know what it is, Hot 97, Funk Flex! (Easier to bear)
JAY-Z, Kanye West!
You won't regret it, no, no, no (Hrrr)
[?], what up, baby? (—they don't forget it)
Young [?], I see you (Love is their only—)
John Menili, I see you (—happiness; Hrrr)
Squee'— Sq—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
New York City
New York City, you listen to me right now
This is what it is for the summer, understand it
(It makes it—) This record might keep the summer warm 'til December (—easier to bear)
Inflexwetrust.com if you wanna listen to it, early (You won't regret it, no, no, no)
You see me out here
Some girls, they don't forget it
You have the websites, link up
Love is their only happiness (Hard right here, hard)
Squee'— Squee'— Squee'—
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave her (Hrrr)
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
"New watch alert", you heard him
It makes it easier, easier to bear (Hot97.com, inflexwetrust.com)
Nice, nice, nice, nice (You won't regret it, no, no, no)
Some girls, they don't forget it (Hard)
Hoo-hoo
Squee'— Squee'— Squee'—
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?; Let's go, let's go, let's go)
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snapback, see my cut through the holes, Hov
[Verse 2: Kanye West & Funk Flex]
Damn, Yeezy and Hov (Hrrr), where the hell you been?
**** talking real reck—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
Hit me on Twitter right now, @FunkmasterFlex
It makes it easier, easier to bear (You saw me shootin' down that Westside highway)
No tint, heavy
Fishbowlin' it
Con Addison Blue, you see me
Some girls, they don't forget it (Mustang'ed up so heavy)
Hazards on, changin' lanes, let's go (Love is their only happiness)
JAY-Z, Kanye West, this is so serious right now
Squee'— Squee'— Squee'—
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
[Verse 1: JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those (Yes)
Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snapback, see my cut through the holes, Hov
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Damn, Yeezy and Hov—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
That's right, that's right, New York City
And for you new rappers, go back to the lab
Reassess your whole album and career (—ear)
Things have just changed for the summer
You won't regret it, no, no, no
It's not our fault, it's yours
Some girls, they don't forget it
(Love is their only—) You rappers only breathe at certain times of the year, this is not one of them (—iness)
Squee'— Squee'— Squee'— (Hrrr)
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Beyond ridiculous
[Verse 1: JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snapback, see my cut through the holes (Yeah, yeah), Hov
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
**** talking real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these ****, Phillip Drummond them
Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck they whole summer in
They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They ain't seen me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week, I was in my other, other Benz
Throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain
[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
New York City, listen to me
Take this record serious right here, New York
This is back and forth action at its best, okay?
(It makes it—) inflexwetrust.com, if you trying to get to this, okay? (—ier to bear)
One million unique visitors a month, that's how I get down (You won't regret it—)
My digital game is serious
Some girls, they don't forget it (Pfff)
Love is their only happiness (Wow, wow)
Squee'— Squee'— Squee'—
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Hrrr
[Verse 1: JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert (Crazy), Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snapback, see my cut through the holes, Hov
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
**** talking real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these ****, Phillip Drummond them
Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck they whole summer in
They say—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
New York City, you listen to me
If you're near a convenience store right now, any kind of 24-hour store
Go into the store right now, and put your hand in the cash register for no reason
Their money is your money, as of right now (It makes— easier)
Easier to bear
You won't regret it, no, no, no (Crazy)
Some girls, they don't for— (Somebody just pushed their album back, I don't know who) —only
Push it back! (—happiness)
Push it back! No one specific, just push
Squee'— Squee'—
(Sounds s—) Hrrr! (—don't you agree?)
Crazy
[Verse 1: JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snapback, see my cut— (Let's go!)
—holes, Hov
[Verse 2: Kanye West & Funk Flex]
Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
**** talking real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these ****, Phillip Drummond them
Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck they whole summer in
They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They ain't seen me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week, I was in my other, other Benz
Throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch a— (Oh!)
[Verse 3: JAY-Z, Funk Flex]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Kanye West]
Yo, man
This guy said he's about to call the paparazzi on himself!
—other, other Benz
Throw your diamonds up 'cause we— (—another 'gain)
Crazy!
[Verse 3: JAY-Z, Funk Flex]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself (Crazy)
[Interlude: Kanye West, Funk Flex]
—other Benz
Last week, I was in my other, other Benz
Throw your diamonds— (JAY-Z, Kanye West)
—nother 'gain
[Verse 3: JAY-Z, Funk Flex]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Kanye West]
He said, "Lookin' like wealth"
"I'm about to call the paparazzi on myself"
Crazy!
—diamonds up, 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain
[Verse 3: JAY-Z, Funk Flex]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself (Crazy)
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450, I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everything's for sale
I got five passports, I'm never going to jail
[Verse 4: Kanye West, Funk Flex]
I made "Jesus Walks," I'm never going to hell
Couture-level flow is never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't accustomed to going through customs, you ain't been nowhere, hah? (Crazy)
And all the ladies in the house got 'em showing off
I'm done, I'll hit you up maña— nah
[Verse 5: JAY-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking Cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva México, Cu—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
New York City, this is a serious record (It makes it—)
This is the hardest record out right now! (Easier to be—)
If you're puttin' out an album week of, week before, or week after this drops, push it back! (—regret it, no—)
Remember I told you
Some girls, they don't forget it (Crazy)
Love is their only (Hard) happiness
Squee'— Squee'— Squee'—
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave her
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth—
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess—
I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' super—
I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swag—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
It makes it easier— (Yeah)
—easier to bear (Kanye West, JAY-Z, you see what this is)
Hit me on Twitter right now, FunkmasterFlex
Hot97.com, inflexwetrust.com (—no)
Some girls— (I told you I was gonna get it crazy today, New York)
Love is their only happiness (And this is crazy)
We're just gonna ride out
Nice (Squee'—)
Hrrr-huh-hrr
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Squeeze her—
—er, never leave her
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snapback, see my cut through the holes, Hov
[Verse 2: Kanye West & Funk Flex]
Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
**** talking real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these ****, Phillip Drummond them
Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck they whole summer in (Yes!)
They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They ain't seen me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week, I was in my other, other Benz
Throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this— (Other, other Benz)
[Verse 3: JAY-Z, JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Y—
[Interlude: Funk Flex & Kanye West]
Fam, New York City, that's a hard line
—'cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week, I was in my other, other Benz
That's a hard line! (—bitch another 'gain)
[Verse 3: JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya (Yes!)
—in the G450, I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everything's for sale
I got five passports, I'm never going to— (Wow)
[Verse 4: Kanye West, Funk Flex & Kanye West & Funk Flex]
I made "Jesus Walks," I'm never going to hell
Couture-level flow is never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't accustomed to going through customs, you ain't—
S-huh-huh
He said— he gets accustomed, you're a customer, Huh-huh-huh
Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't accustomed to going through customs, you ain't been nowhere, hah?
And all the ladies in the house got 'em showing off
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
S'go, New York, from the top (It makes it easi—)
JAY-Z, Kanye West (Easier to bear)
You won't regret it, no, no
Unfortunately, you could only dream about bein' this hot
—they don't forget it
Come on, you knew the crazy talk was comin' (It makes it easier)
Unfortunately, you dream of bein' this hot (—easier to bear)
You will never, ever, ever
Wear the crown, that's me right here (—won't)
You can clean it, and polish it, pause! It's the best
Photograph it, digital if you have to
(Love, is their on—) That's all I can do for you
And we always have the other option, New York
We always have the other option
If you're a DJ, strugglin', which is mostly what you're doin' out there
You can always... take that Kodak camera
Take a picture of me, paint it on your face
And you're good! You can book for the rest of your life
—makes it easier
That's plan A, B, and C, for most of you (—ear)
'Kay, New York? (You won't regret it—)
No one takes this radio thing as serious as I
Some girls, they don't forget it ('Kay?)
JAY-Z, Kanye West, "Otis", you see what this is
If you're thinkin' about puttin' out an album, the week before, week of, or week after, push it back!
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Hrrr!
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
Did he say, "Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in a cab?"
I like that type of talk
It makes it easier (Like that type of talk)
Get in the cab, yellow
'Kay? (You won't regret it, no, no—)
No AC, shut up (—girls, they don't forget it)
Lot of tough talk on this record, let's go (—happiness, yeah)
Like I told you
If you're on the fence about your album, push it back
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave her
[Verse 1: JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab Nice!
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city—
Lotta Rolex talk, lotta watch talk (—back), shoutout to Mike Kaiser! (—Hov)
[Verse 2: Kanye West & Funk Flex]
Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
**** talking real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these ****, Phillip Drummond them
Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck they whole summer in
They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They ain't seen me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz Last week, I was in my other, other Benz
Throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain (Yes)
[Verse 3: JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh (Crazy!), live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450, I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be— (Hrrr)
Uh, everything's for sale
I got five passports, I'm never going to jail
[Verse 4: Kanye West & Funk Flex]
I made "Jesus Walks," I'm never going to hell
Couture-level flow is never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive (Nice, nice, this is nice out here)
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't accustomed to going through customs, you ain't been nowhere, hah?
And all the ladies in the house got 'em showing off
I'm done, I'll hit you up— (Wow) —nah
[Verse 5: JAY-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking Cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva México, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes with no benefits
Not bad, huh—
[Interlude: Funk Flex, Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
That's right, New York City, this has been playing for thirty minutes!
Okay? And that's the way it goes down, that's the way it is
You see me, okay?
There's a lot of reasons for it
'Cause this record right here changes the summer, number one
And number two, this is what I do
In other states, they can't do that, why? 'Cause they're not as hot as me
We don't blast off any bricks up here, New York, 'kay?
It makes it eas—
I'm the best to ever do it, until somethin' else comes along, I'll let you know
'Cause I'll send out a lot— a little tweet, on the blog
You won't regret it, no, no (Okay?)
Inflexwetrust.com if you want to, y'know, listen to it in your little headset
—their only happiness, yeah
If you're an artist on the fence about your album, push it back!
(Sounds so soulful, don't you—) Please!
Don't come out near this
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snapback, see my cut through the holes, Hov
[Verse 2: Kanye West & Funk Flex]
Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
**** talking real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these ****, Phillip Drummond them
They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They ain't seen me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz—
Kanye is tearin' this down
—diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain
[Verse 3: JAY-Z & JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
[Interlude: Funk Flex & Kanye West]
Fam, listen, New York, key line right there
—diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain (Hard!)
[Verse 3: JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
—shoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
—throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain
[Verse 3: JAY-Z &]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
[Interlude: Funk Flex & Kanye West]
New York, that's a hard line right there
—gain
[Verse 3: JAY-Z & Funk Flex]
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself (Crazy)
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya (Hrrr)
Flee in the G450, I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everything's for sale
I got five passports, I'm never going to jail
[Verse 4: Kanye West]
I made "Jesus Walks," I'm never going to hell
Couture-level flow is never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't accustomed to going through customs, you ain't been nowhere, hah?
And all the ladies in the house got 'em showing off
I'm done, I'll hit you up maña— nah
[Verse 5: JAY-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking Cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva México, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes with no benefits
Not bad, huh, for some immigrants?
Build your fences, we diggin' tunnels
Can't you see we gettin' money up under you?
[Verse 6: Kanye West, Jay-Z & Both]
Can't you see the private jets flying over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read, "What would Hova do?"
Jay is chillin' (Uh), Ye is chillin' (Uh)
What more can I say? We killin' 'em
Hold up before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change
And pray that all of they pain be champagne
[Outro: James Brown]
Scream it
Give it
Scream it
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