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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kanye West
Lead Vocals
Jeff Bhasker
Keyboards
Chris "Hitchcock" Chorney
Cello
Pusha T
Vocals
Rick James
Sampled Artist
The Backyard Heavies
Sampled Artist
The WRLDFMS Tony Williams
Background Vocals
The-Dream
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Songwriter
Emile Haynie
Songwriter
Jeff Bhasker
Songwriter
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter
Terrence Thornton
Songwriter
Malik Yusef
Songwriter
John Branch
Songwriter
P. Phillips
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Producer
Emile Haynie
Co-Producer
Jeff Bhasker
Co-Producer
MIKE DEAN
Recording Engineer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Mixing Engineer
Cary Clark
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Andrew Dawson
Recording Engineer
Christian Mochizuki
Assistant Recording Engineer
Gee Roberson
Executive Producer
Kyambo "Hip Hop" Joshua
Executive Producer
Shawn Carter
Executive Producer
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Songteksten
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya
Look at ya (ladies and gentlemen), look at ya, look at ya, look at ya (ladies, ladies, and gentlemen)
And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So, I think it's time (so, I think it's time) for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my dick
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good at that shit
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hoodrats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at
And I always find, yeah, I always find
Yeah, I always find something wrong
You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So, I think it's time (so, I think it's time) for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Run away from me, baby
Ah, run away
Run away from me, baby (look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
Run away
When it starts to get crazy (look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
Then run away
Babe, I got a plan, run away as fast as you can
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Run away from me, baby (look at, look at, look at, look at, look at, look at, look at ya)
Run away
When it starts to get crazy (look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
Why can't she just run away?
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can (look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
24-7, 365, pussy stays on my mind
I-I-I, I did it, alright, alright, I admit it (look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
Now pick your next move, you could leave or live with it (look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin' top off
Split and go where? Back to wearing knockoffs?
Haha, knock it off, Neimans, shop it off
Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off (look at ya)
Hoes like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas (look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it (look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya)
You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty hoes in the baller-nigga matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich, and tasteless, P
Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know I did damage
'Cause the look in your eyes is killing me
I guess you knew of that advantage
'Cause you could blame me for everything
And I don't know how I'ma manage
If one day, you just up and leave
And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So, I think it's time (so, I think it's time) for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Writer(s): Mike Dean, Kanye Omari West, Emile Haynie, Jeffrey Bhasker, Malik Yusef El Shabbaz Jones, Terrence Le Varr Thornton, Peter Phillips, John Roger Branch
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