She don't believe in shootin stars
But she believe in shoes and cars
Wood floors in the new apartement
Courtois from the store's departments
You more like love to start [bad word] I'm more of the, trips to Flor-i-da
Order the hors d'oeuvres, views of the waters
Straight from a page of your favorite author
And the weather's so breezy
Man, why can't life always be this easy
She in the mirror, dancin so sleazy
I get a call like "Where are you Yeezy?"
I try to hit you with the
Till I got flashed by the Papparazzi [bad word]  these niggaz got me
I hate these niggaz more than a [bad word] 
As I recall I know you love to show off
But I never thought that you would take it this far
But what do I know
What do I know

I know it's been a while sweetheart, we hardly talk
I was doin my thing
I know it was foul baby every day lately
You've been all on my brain
And if somebody would've told me a month ago
Frontin though, yo I wouldn't wanna know
If somebody would've told me a year ago
It'd go get this difficult
Feelin like Katrina with no FEMA
Like Martin with no Gina
Like a flight with no VISA
First class with the seat back, I still see ya
In my past, you on the other side of the glass
Of my memory's museum, I'm just sayin
Hey Mona [bad word] home, you know you can't Rome without Ceasar

As I recall I know you love to show off
But I never thought that you would take it this far
But what do I know
What do I know
As you recall you know I love to show off
But you never thought that I would take it this far
But what do you know
What do you know