- Votes:
- Composers:
- Kanye West
- Writers Unknown
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- kanye west
- man with iron fists
- rap
 
- See also:
Kanye West - White Dress lyrics
[Hook]
 Just me and you girl
 (Wooooah oooh)
 Just me and you girl
 (Wooooah oooh)
 [Kanye West]
 Tryna sneak upstairs to your apartment
 Aren't you a sight for red eyes
 I just flew in and slipped in on your left side
 Just a satin gown, you asleep with no makeup
 I'm just tryna be inside you 'fore you wake up
 [Hook]
 Just me and you girl
 (Wooooah oooh)
 Just me and you girl
 (Wooooah oooh)
 [Kanye West]
 We have problems but thats all in the past
 Everybody got problems baby I got a past
 Remember I used to do things that would make you laugh
 Like ordering girl drinks in a masculine glass
 You like pina coladas, getting caught in the rain
 Or rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain
 Or that Dolce Gabbana with a few gold chains
 And you the type of girl that probably deserve a new last name
 But they never let us do our thing
 Everybody lying on who I bang
 We was on fire but they blew our flame
 Ain't no denying baby you have changed
 Cause now your high heels clicking
 Your lip gloss glisten
 Your hips start switching
 You're pissed off, tripping
 Cause even when we're kissing baby girl feel different
 Friends all diss him like 'no he didn't?'
 No he didn't, is you talking about Kitten?
 Is that bitch still stripping?
 Tryna to get a pair of Christian's?
 I swear to God that they got you going crazyKanye West - White Dress - http://motolyrics.com/kanye-west/white-dress-lyrics.html
 But you play it off and say how it's work baby
 Well some of the models is too coked to walk straight
 But seem to still love the man that they all hate
 But babe I call you back and say that you say that always
 It kept me on the phone and demanded they always
 See, she knew about all my lies the whole time
 Now my credit so bad I can't get no one to co-sign
 I woulda thought she woulda busted a dope crime
 But she up and left a nigga and she aint give me no sign
 Now she back in the club in a tight dress
 With dreams of someday wearing a white dress
 Seen with some lame, it's a miracle that she'a talk to a nigga
 with a ten year ago swag
 Plus I don't like none of her girlfriends
 Quote unquote cause her girlfriends got girlfriends
 On the phone hollin' at niggas is watever
 Lets fly to Euro make this the best summer ever
 Now she headed to Rome, Rome is the home
 Rome is where she act like she aint got no fucking phone
 I accept that I was wrong, except a nigga grown
 So I can't bitch and moan in a session gettin stoned
 So a nigga had to hop on a plane
 A bus and a train to try and come talk and explain
 Rented the whole bottom floor for a candle light dinner
 Turned the lights out and put my candle right in her
 And told her even though I met you in a club in a tight dress
 At first sight I can picture you in a white dress
 30 foot train, diamond from Lorraine
 Just to make up for all the years and the pain
 Family on both sides I'm so glad you came
 Auntie couldn't make it, oh no, thats a shame
 Wedding in June, what could be better
 Lets fly to Euro make this the best summer ever
 Take the very last car of the Eurostar
 Tell the conductor just drive so far
 Told some of your friends and they wasn't excited
 Well we'll go to the country side and they won't be invited
 We will not be disturbed by the fussing and fighting
 Tell peaches light the herb, we just re-united, we just re-united
 Lets make a move on these herds, go somewhere private
 I'm talking just me and you and a plane and a pilot















