🎵 AOTL // by toasty digital

7 ContributorsAOTL Lyrics [Verse 1: Kanye West & JAY-Z] That shit cray She said, "'Ye, can we get married at the mall?" I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball Come and meet me in the bathroom stall And show me why you deserve to have it all" (Ball so hard) That shit cray, ain't it, Jay? (B-ball so hard) What she order, fish fillet? (B-ball so hard) "Your whip so cold" – this old thing? (Ball so hard) Act like you'll ever be around mothafuckers like this again Bougie girl, grab my hand Fuck that bitch; she don't wanna dance Excuse my French, but I'm in France, ahah, I'm just sayin' Prince Williams ain't do it right if you ask me 'Cause I was him I would have married Kate and Ashley What's Gucci, my nigga? What's Louis, my killer? What's drugs, my dealer? What's that jacket, Margiela? Doctors say I'm thе illest 'cause I'm suffering from rеalness Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh [Verse 2: Desiigner] I got broads in Atlanta Twistin' dope, lean, and the Fanta Credit cards and the scammers Hittin' off licks in the bando Black X6, Phantom White X6 look like a panda Goin' out like I’m Montana Hundred killas, hundred hammers [Verse 3: Kanye West] Don't let me get in my zone Don't let me get in my zone Don't let me get in my zone Don't let me get in my zone The stars is in the building They hands is to the ceiling I know I'm 'bout to kill it How you know? I got that feeling You are now watching the throne Don't let me into my zone Don't let me into my zone Don't let me into my zone You are now watching the throne Don't let me into my zone Don't let me into my zone (I'm definitely in my zone, zone, zone, zone, zone...) [Interlude: Lil Wayne] I say, he's so sweet, make her Uh-huh Remix, baby! [Verse 3: Kanye West] Lollipop, lollipop, breastses just like Dolly Parton She ride my spaceship 'til she hit the top That hit the spot, 'til she ask "How many li-i-li-i-licks do it take 'til she get to shop?" Don't worry why my wrists got so freeze Tell her, "Girl, like Doritos, that's not yo cheese" Tell her friends, "Like Fritos, I'm tryin' to lay" I can't only have one and I ain't tryin' to wait This a song with Wayne, so you know it's gonna melt But you ain't finna murder me like everybody else I'ma rap like I got some type of respect for myself I don't do it for my health, man, I do it for the belt Man, I do it to the death, 'til the roof get melt Hundred degrees, drop the roof, so the coupe don't melt Man, the flow so cold chicken soup won't help We need fo' mo' hoes, we need oh-oh-oh-oh! You know what it is when we're outta town We ball in two-seats, and you out of bounds So come here, baby girl You're now fuckin' with the best in the world Lollipop