Kanye West, Jay-Z and Big Sean - Clique Lyrics
[Intro: James Fauntleroy]What of the dollar you murdered forIs that the one fighting for your soulOr your brother's the one that you're running fromBut if you got money, ***** it, cause I want someBIG...*****in with me...[Hook: Big Sean]Ain't nobody *****ing with myClique, clique, clique, clique, cliqueAin't nobody fresher than my mutha*****inClique, clique, clique, clique, cliqueAs I look around, they don't do it like myClique, clique, clique, clique, cliqueAnd all these bad *****es, man, they want theThey want the, they want the[Verse 1: Big Sean]I tell a bad ***** do whatever I sayMy block behind me like I'm coming out the drivewayIt's grind day, from Friday, to next FridayI been up straight for nine days, I need a spa dayYup, She trying get me that poo-tangI might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu TangI'm rolling with... ***** I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew nameYou know 2 Chainz? Scrrr! I'm pulling up in that Bruce WayneBut I'm the *****ing villain, man, they kneeling when I'm walking in the buildingFreaky women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm fillingWhat a feeling, ah man, they gotta beYoung player from the D that's killing everything that he see[Hook][Verse 2: Jay Z]Yeah, I'm talking Ye', yeah, I'm talking RihYeah, I'm talking B, nigga, I'm talking meYeah, I'm talking bossy, I ain't talking KelisYour money too short, you can't be talking to meYeah I'm talking LeBron, we balling our family treeG.O.O.D Music drug dealing cousin, ain't nothing *****in' with we, meTurn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250250 to a half a... man ain't nothin' nobody can do with meNow who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or JefeTranslation, I'm the shit, at least that what my neck sayLeast that what my check say, lost my homie for a decadeNigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since the second gradeHe never told, who we gonna tell, we top of the totem poleIt's the dream team, meets the Supreme TeamAnd all our eyes green it only means one thingYou ain't *****ing with my clique[Hook][Verse 3: Kanye West]Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at GucciMy girl a superstar all from a home movieBow on our arrival - the Un-American idolsWhat niggas did in Paris, got em' hanging off the EiffelYeah I'm talking business, we talking CIAI'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the other dayHe asked me about my Maybach, think he had the sameExcept mine tinted and his might have been rentedYou know white people get money don't spend itOr maybe they get money, buy a businessI rather buy 80 gold chains and go ig'nantI know Spike Lee gone kill me but let me finishBlame it on the pigment, we living no limitsThem gold Master P ceilings was just a figmentOf our imagination, MTV cribsNow I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC livesThat's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuseHe wasn't really drunk he just had a frew brewsPass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverageEverything I do need a news crew's presenceSpeedboat swerve, homie watch out for the wavesI'm way too black to burn from sun raysSo I just meditate at the home in PompeiAbout how I could build a new Rome in one dayEverytime I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's ElvisBut I just wanna design hotels and nail itShit is real, got me feeling IsraelianLike Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's BrazilianWent through, deep depression when my momma passedSuicide, what kinda talk is thatBut I been talking to God for so longAnd if you look at my life I guess he's talking back*****ing with my clique[Hook]