Cancion : Christian Dior Denim Flow Artista : Kanye West Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-christian-dior-denim-flow-de-kanye-west [Chorus: Kid Cudi & John Legend] I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they loving me But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep calling you, hey [Bridge: Kanye West] All the models to the floor right now All the models to the floor right now, what, huh? All the models to the floor right now All the models to the floor right now, huh? [Verse 1: Kanye West] I’m in my Christian Dior with a Veronica Webb Noemie Lenoir, Chanel, Sessilee Lopez Arlenis Sosa, Selita Ebanks Grew up on Mobb Deep, speak that Jourdan Dunn language Make a phone call out to Joan Smalls I wonder how it feel in Lara Stone's walls? Jessica Gomes, y'all, I would damage her And see if Jessica Stam got the stamina I’m in the car with Leo and the Benz swerve I heard Bar was friends with Esti Ginzburg Coco Rocha, Kate Mimosa Alessandra Ambrosio, Anja Rubik and Olga Kurylenko, tell her I’m very single Abbey Lee too, I’m a freak, boo I’m wilding, I’m on a thousand I wanna see Irina Shayk next to Doutzen [Chorus: Kid Cudi & John Legend] I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they loving me But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep calling you, hey [Interlude: Kanye West] Christian Dior denim flow I told her I’m trying to eat out so what we going to dinner fo'? [Verse 2: Pusha T] Miami nights on the search for some T and A Trying to hide what’s obvious to see in me We conversate a bit about your DNA And my salmon-colored suit from the VMAs Oh, you was watching? Who the fuck wasn’t? Me skip across that stage in five dozen, yuuugh Yeah, six grand for a minute's time Italian Vogue styled a nigga for a minute rhyme Let's be clear and let's be fair The best things in music’s being offered here It's a round table full of bosses here Still giving you it all like the coffin's near [Chorus: Kid Cudi & John Legend] I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they loving me But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep calling you, hey [Bridge: Kanye West] All the models to the floor right now All the models to the floor right now, what, huh? All the models to the floor right now All the models to the floor right now, huh? [Chorus: Kid Cudi & John Legend] I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they loving me But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep calling you, hey [Verse 3: Ryan Leslie] It’s time for a lesson in model behavior Damn, look at all the bad bitches I gave you Man, I can see the flaws to your flavor Look like Wonder Woman and still need a savior Maybe it's a billionaire, maybe it's that cocaine I done seen drugs and money run the whole game A good girl lost in the city life Agent Provocateur, hold them titties right I'm haute couture of hoes galore Give my girl a Newport cause she's smoking yours I'm the au-, the authority of model seniority They call me Les but they all need more of me [Verse 4: Lloyd Banks] Uhh, handcraft material, champagne for cereal Shorty stole my heart, criminal, my lucky charm Fly clothes and Lear shows take the stuff we on Stuff all my problems in that bong and I’m puffing strong I been locked in my way of thinking now my cuffs are gone Must’ve been the liquor talking, I’m begging the cups, c'mon Might come off as irregular, I come in custom form T-G-I-F, GT breeze, my hustler’s poem My sound’s full-grown, reminds me of my favorite chronic (kush) Ball like a SuperSonic, make the haters vomit (ugh) Nigga, make some money ‘fore you make a comment I meant to snap a while ago but who knows where the time went Prolly dime chicks, whips with a Diddy Now I’m back like a nine milli, running New York City See me clearly through the storm, the world’s mine Sits pretty in my palm, Chandon as we continue on [Chorus: Kid Cudi & John Legend] I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they loving me But I don’t know why I keep calling, why I keep calling you, hey [Verse 5: Kid Cudi] Niggas think they know, only got half of the story They don't really know what's in my head fucking with me How can I be better? I could start with just the basics Dior, Dior galore, I love the cut I seem to have forgotten that I’m off the looney To the people who don't know Cud, know what? Rose gold presidential on my boney wrist Took my ma to Chanel, had Elsie the stunner She got haters, some in the fam made us But they don’t really matter, we escape them with our paper Hey ya, I’m on my André 3000 I’m all good now, a nigga don’t need no counseling Woke up in the room and my mojo was active Looks from the hoes that were more than likely passive Back when– let me not reflect on the old shit I’m on to the new act, on to my new script Bitches better have they thoughts before approaching I done heard it all, baby, save it for them other niggas Do things off-beat for a living Haters copy, I'm the image, hey Haters copy, I'm the image ========================== Letra descargada de Letras10.co ==========================