Artist: ScHoolboy Q f/ Kanye West Album: THat Part (S) Song: THat Part (S) Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paaaa-per, that part All my bitches flavored - that part, that part, that part, that part Ayy! [Interlude: ScHoolboy Q] ... That part Bang this shit in the hood one time, lil bitch I'm back and poppin' Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit [ScHoolboy Q] Quarter million, switchin' lanes... that part Bet my bitch move the same old thing... that part 405 with the gun off safety... that part Ay I'm still tryna make that plate Rich or poor, nigga choose your fate Style on top of style, nigga Five years I've been rich, nigga Drove Bimmers down Fig, nigga Pushed Porsches down Broad-way I've been doggin' different hoes, nigga Got a chain that's worth the Rolls, nigga Got an engine back with the top in it Nigga drivin' it like it's a bomb in it, uhh [Chorus] [Kanye West] + (ScHoolboy Q) Yup, huh Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay! (that part) Beggars can't be choosers, bitch this ain't Chipotle +Nigga Witta Attitude+, I feel like O'Shea Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe I just left the strip club, got some glitter on me Wifey gonna kill me, she the female OJ Y'all don't feel me, man this ain't, okay Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm reloaded {Uh!} Rich nigga still eatin' catfish {uh!} that bitch ain't really bad, that's a catfish {Uh!} If I walk up out of Saks Fifth {uh!} have the paparazzi doin' backflips {Yeah!} If I lay you down on the mattress {uh!} blow the back out 'til you backless {Uh!} Thick, we already established {uh!} she just got 'em done, bra-strapless Yeah! Okay, okay, okay, okay! (that part) Beggars can't be choosers, bitch this ain't Chipotle (that part) +Nigga Witta Attitude+, I feel like O'Shea (that part) Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe (that part) [Chorus] + [Interlude] [ScHoolboy Q] Few million made and still ain't changed... that part Me, my girl got matchin' bling... that part I'ma get so blowed, I'ma lose my brain... that part Me and XO only thing go straight Need me a bitch that'll go both ways Style on top of style, nigga Since a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga Had a pistol in my draws, nigga When I was broke, I had the sauce, nigga Got a Chevy with side to side on it Hundred spokes, the dang-d-dangs on it Got a chopper that stand the fire too I put your uzi down beside you, uhh [Chorus] [ScHoolboy Q] ... That part ... That part ... That part [Outro: Kanye West] Walkin' livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe (that part) I just dropped 60, man I feel like Kobe Lamar was with me, man I feel like Kobe Pippen at my weddin', man I feel like Jordan Trippin' at my weddin', I be Robert Horry - ain't say shit nigga You was listenin' close though You was listenin' to hoes though You wouldn't listen to the flow though, listen to the 'Go Lunch line, young nigga from the 'Go though I'ma freestyle this mothafucka, who knew? When I'm with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q And uh, Top Dawg, call Top Dawg Get that nigga on the phone, Top Dawg on the phone! Ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy! Hah~! {*echoes*}