What It Is lyrics

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

Uh, I don't need no little ass
I need a ghetto ass girl
With a car that can make it 'cross town with just a little gas
I know when we first met, you was a little gassed
But you want to keep your swag
So you was holding back
Your little brother love me
He say, "Yeezy got some fresh clothes"
Your grandmother love me
Cause I always dress in dress clothes
I can switch your dress code
Change your life like, "presto"
I am like that Aston Martin engine, you just press "go"
Why you acting like you ain't impressed for
Oh, see why you listen to the press though?
I ain't finna explain my life up on no Larry King
Cause when I show her that thing
She said, "that explains everything"
Everything
That just changed everything
Yeezy on her name ring
Yeezy where her chain bling
Yeah, I throw Barack up, but
Baby, you get my vote
Love a ghetto girl with more ass than the models
[Bridge: Kanye West]

See, see, see I did the screwed up sh*t myself
I ain't put no affect, no
You know

[Verse 2: Kanye West]

Ay, ay, ay gonna thump 'm thump
When I thump I'm thumpin' on the old game
I can thump, thump, do some, something 'till they sold me
Turn that b*tch to a Soul Train
I'll get a thump with the old stain
Want to just slap that cocaine
Like a cold king, someone who just sound like, "okay"
Okay, I get it, I pound it, I spit it, now I'm throwin' up
I'm gonna, wanna something, 'till I got my moana
And then I'm gonna....

[Verse 3: Jet 2]
Tsina mina mina m'
Tsina mina suhh mina, mina
Guh suh mina mina gah suh oh lih
It's on like, okay
Now who leaves empty sp-sp-spaces-is
Should've told them muthaf*ckas
That ain't nobody beat is safe and sh*t
On the track wit' Kanye and sh*t
Hope he let me finish like Taylor Swift
On my green like a paper chase
Stick my bone in her neck, you could call her Franken-skin
I throw her the D so deep like a quarterback
That I just might break a wrist
My bro got 24s sittin' on the Maro
You can bet he on his Laker sh*t
I be on my championship
On this game, I take a sh*t
I'm Jet 2, n*gga, no; not 3
This ain't no play-play-stati-tion
Shout-out to my DDP n*ggas
And my friends with the book that's on yo' face and sh*t
Shout-out to my twiggas on Twitter @ThaJet2
Who follow greatness-is
I ain't got diamonds on my chain
So I just put diamonds on my brain, and then
Put diamonds on her bracelet
And lick her down to her anklet
What it is