Kanye West - Cash Cow Lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West]
When you this high, you might need a parachute

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Okay I popped out, copped the antique
She want all the percs, flights to France, oui
On a new beach, tits and ass cheeks, I'm finna crash out
Can't get rid of me that's what they really mad 'bout
The epitome of pity 'fore you asked out
I hit the banks, take all the cash out, and cash out
Guess you could say my spirit animal's a cash cow
If niggas really ever ran up, it's man down

[Pre-Chorus: Wookie]
Fugitive in hiding from yourself
Always slip-sliding
Everyday a mask you're wearing
Trying to show you're surviving
On the run from soul to soul
But you can never find your goal
You lose the spirit at the cost
And now your soul it could be lost

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Where's his man, woah, get your man, woah (Woah)
When it's war time, I go Rambo (Woah)
You don't tap dance, you a sambo (Woah)
It's too many flows, I got ample (Woah)
I just give and go, like I planned to (Woah)
It don't make it true, cause you say it's true (Woah)
When you this high, you might need a parachute (Woah)
When you this high, you might need a parachute (Woah)
Where's his man, woah (Huh?)
[Verse 3: Skepta]
Where's your bank-roll? (Huh)
In New York I milly rock, it's my cash flow (Sleazy)
What you know 'bout doing a sexy drill in some designer clothes (Sex)
How you gonna call yourself a shooter, blud your eyes were closed (Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Dime in this bitch, dime in this bitch, I strike a pose ([?])
Cap low, man no SK, dont even like to boast (Nah)
I had to cut her off, she was always on line she liked to pose ([?])
I lost count how many busters I had to ghost (Nhrrr)
She took care of my business, kicked this snitch off my roster (Woah) (Huh)
I don't fuck with pigs on my roster (No)
No Cosa Nostra, I'm pulling up with the mafia (Gang, gang) (Woah)
Milly rock and roll that's why they treat me like a Gallagher (Woah)
And when I drop this tape with Ye, I ain’t checking with my manager (Woah)
Tryna' keep up with me they really ain't got the stamina
SK I make money moves
No I ain't doin' it for the camera
365 I'm scheming, yeah that's everyday on the calender (Woah, woah, woah)

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Where's his man, woah, get your man, woah
When it's war time, I go Rambo
You don't tap dance, you a sambo
It's too many flows, I got ample
I just give and go, like I planned to
It don't make it true, cause you say it's true
When you this high, you might need a parachute
When you this high, you might need a parachute
Where's his man, woah
[Post-Chorus: Daft Punk]
Watch it, bring it, babe (Woah)
Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it (Woah)
Watch it, bring it, babe (Woah)
Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it (Woah)
Watch it, bring it, babe (Woah)
Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it (Woah)
Watch it, bring it, babe (Woah)
Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it (Woah)
Watch it, bring it, babe (Woah)
Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it (Woah)

[Outro]
[?] people want music that's gonna make them dance, gonna make them move
It's about, as I said, creating an atmosphere