Writing up these lyric posts for your Instagram captions have been my favourites as of lately. Now not everyone may not like Kanye West (I can understand why) but there is no doubt he is a talented producer, fashion icon and lyricist. I also don’t know if there are a 100 lyrics here but who is counting?
You can check out my Drake, Lana Del Rey and Cardi B Instagram captions here:
Drake / Lana Del Rey / Cardi B
Ego
I make that b*tch famous
Famous ft Rihanna
Success got ’em jealous
Send It Up
Play secretary, I’m the boss tonight
Stronger
I’m living in the future so the present is my past
My presence is a present kiss my ass
Monster ft Nicki Minaj and Jay Z
I step in Def Jam building like I’m the sh*t
Tell ’em “Give me fifty million or I’mma quit”
Most rappers taste level ain’t at my waist level
Turn up the bass ’til it’s up in your face level
Mercy ft Big Sean and Pusha T
For my theme song, my leather black jeans on
My by any means on, pardon I’m getting my scream on
Black Skinhead
Jay’s favorite line: “Dog, in due time”
Now he look at me, like “Damn, dog, you where I am”
A hip hop legend
I think I died in an accident, cause this must be heaven
Touch the Sky ft Lupe Fiasco
On my bodyguard’s back like Prince in the club
She say “Can you get my friends in the club?”
I say “Can you get my Benz in the club?”
If not, treat your friends like my Benz
Park they ass outside ’til the evening end
Send It Up
So how the hell could you front on me?
There’s a thousand you’s, there’s only one of me
I’m trippin’, I’m caught up in the moment right
Stronger
Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh
Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed
Good Morning
I’m living’ in that 21st century
Doing something mean to it
Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it
Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it
I guess every superhero need his theme music
Power
Bow in the presence of greatness
’cause right now thou hast forsaken us
You should be honored by my lateness
That I would even show up to this fake sh*t
Stronger
Relationships
I wonder if they got cabs still
Thinkin’ ’bout the girl in all-leopard
Who was rubbin’ the wood like Kiki Shepard
Two tattoos, one read “No Apologies”
The other said “Love is cursed by monogamy”
That’s somethin’ that the pastor don’t preach
That’s somethin’ that a teacher can’t teach
When we die, the money we can’t keep
But we probably spend it all ’cause the pain ain’t cheap
Preach
No Church In The Wild
There’s no wrong way to do you know what
Brandy ft Kanye – Talk About Our Love
You got a new friend, well I got homies but in the end it’s still so lonely
Heartless
Me and you’re gonna get right
Slow Jamz
I think I fell in love with a porn star
And got married in a bathroom
Honeymoon on the dance floor
And got divorced by the end of the night
That’s one hell of a life
Hell of A Life
I’m not loving you, way I wanted to
What I had to do, had to run from you
Love Lockdown
I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day I die, I’mma touch the sky
Touch the Sky ft Lupe Fiasco
You weren’t perfect but you made life worth it, stick around some real feelings might surface
Blame Game ft John Legend
So you walk around like you don’t know me
You got a new friend, well I got homies
But in the end it’s still so lonely
Heartless
I’m not loving you, the way I wanted to
See I had to go, see I had to move
No more wasting time, you can’t wait for life
We’re just racing time, where’s the finish line?
Love Lockdown
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hood rats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that’s what I’m good at
Runaway
Travel
So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I could build a new Rome in one day
Every time I’m in Vegas they screamin’ like he’s Elvis
But I just wanna design hotels and nail it
Clique
Ordered the h’orderves,
Views of water,
Straight from the page of your favourite author
Flashing Lights ft Dwele
Like a flight with no visa
Flashing Lights ft Dwele
In my past, you on the other side of the glass.
Of my memory’s museum. I’m just sayin’, hey, Mona Lisa, come home, you know you can’t roam without Caesar
Flashing Lights ft Dwele
Fast cars, shooting stars
(All of the lights, all of the lights)
Until it’s Vegas everywhere we are
(All of the lights)
All Of The Lights Lyrics
Tell my baby I’m back in town
Highlights
Fashion
Tell Peta my mink is dragging on the floor*
Cold
What’s Gucci, my *****? What’s Louis, my killa?
What’s drugs, my dealer? What’s that jacket, Margiela?
In Paris ft Jay Z
Awesome, the Christian and Christian Dior
Damn, they don’t make ’em like this anymore
I ask ’cause I’m not sure
Do anybody make real sh*t anymore?
Sunglasses and Advil
Last night was mad real
Sun comin’ up, 5 a.m.
I wonder if they got cabs still
No Church In The Wild
Stronger
So if the Devil wear Prada
Adam Eve wear nada
I’m in between, but way more fresher
With way less effort, ’cause when you try hard
Can’t Tell Me Nothing
Pink fur got Nori dressing like Cam
No More Parties In LA
She spent her whole cheque on some Christians and that girl ain’t even religious
Highlights
Back when Gucci was the sh*t to rock,
Back when Slick Rick got the sh*t to pop,
I’d do anything to say “I got it”
Touch The Sky ft Lupe Fiasco
Cause it’s Louis Vuitton Don night
So we gon’ do everything that Kan like
Stronger
What party is we goin’ to on Oscar day
‘Specially if she can’t get that dress from Oscar de
La Renta, they wouldn’t rent her they couldn’t take the shame
Snatched the dress off her back and told her, “Get away.”
Hell Of A Life
Man I promise, I’m so self conscious
That’s why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pasha’s done drove me crazy
I can’t even pronounce nothing, pass that versace!
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
All Falls Down
Cutie the bomb
Met her at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton
Under her underarm
Gold Digger ft Jamie Foxx
I done wore designers I won’t wear again
Facts
My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the goldies in
Now I embody every characteristic of the egotistic
Power
Couches, couches, couches, which one should I pick?
Facts
In the projects one day, to Project Runway
Cold
Exercise
Oh girl your silhouette make me wanna light a cigarette
The New Workout Plan
Money
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace
Can’t Tell Me Nothing
Don’t sell me apartment, I move in the lobby
Mercy ft Big Sean and Pusha T
Let the champagne splash, let that man get cash
Can’t Tell Me Nothing
I made “Jesus Walks” I’m never goin to hell
Couture level flow, it’s never goin on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain’t ‘custommed to goin through customs, you ain’t been nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house got ’em showin off
I’m done, I’ll hit you up maña-naaaaaaaaaa!
Otis
She was supposed to buy your shorty TYCO with your money
She went to the doctor got lipo with your money
She walking around looking like Michael with your money
Should’ve got that insured got GEICO for your money, money, money
Gold Digger ft Jamie Foxx
He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datsun
He got that ambition, baby, look in his eyes
This week he mopping floors, next week it’s the fries
So, stick by his side
Gold Digger ft Jamie Foxx
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this b*tch another ‘gain
Otis
She don’t believe in shooting stars, she believe in shoes and cars
Flashing Lights ft Dwele
We made a million a minute, we did
Facts
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V, my momma couldn’t get through to me
The drama, people suing me
Can’t Tell Me Nothing
Couldn’t afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus (a Lexus)
All Falls Down
Being Annoyed
You left your fridge open somebody just took a sandwich
Wolves
I’m losing myself, I’m stuck in the moment
I look in the mirror, my only opponent
Where the f*ck is the press? Where the f*ck is the Press?
Either they know or don’t care I’m f*cking depressed
No crying in public, just lying to judges
Risking my life, I’m already dying, so f*ck it well
Welcome to the Jungle
I was uninspired since Lauryn Hill retired
No More Parties In LA
Let’s have a toast for the douchebags,
Let’s have a toast for the assholes,
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast for the jerk-offs
That’d never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Runaway
Kim K
Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a home movie
Clique
I think I just fell in love with a porn star
Turn the camera on, she a born star
Hell Of A Life
Char xo
*It’s just a lyric, don’t come after me…
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