You see I go by the name of Kan the Louis Vuitton Don
Iīm with my home girl
Who need to hook me up with some of her home girls
Yeah, Janet Jackson
We back, baby
Donīt matter what they say baby
They just donīt know my baby
And how I feel about you
īCause youīre so ooh
So many said weīd (never)
Never know love like this (but)
They never felt your kiss (felt your kiss)
And how good your touch could be (so)
Many a days I face the pressure to walk away (way)
From what the people say (people say)
[B-Section]
Baby (baby) these butterflies they never lie
Been thru so much pain before (and)
Baby (baby) - I had to try
īCause youīre not like most guys
And I ainīt ashamed to say that youīre my...
[Hook]
Baby (baby)
Donīt matter what they say baby (baby)
They just donīt know my baby
And how I feel about you
Baby (baby)
Donīt matter what they say baby (baby)
I wonīt let go my baby
And how I feel about you
[Verse 2]
When you look in my eyes
I wish you could read my mind (and)
And know how I feel inside (feel inside)
And hear what they say about you
Just because they canīt see (see)
Youīre more than enough for me (why)
Why canīt they just let us be (canīt they just let be)
And leave us alone
[B-Section]
[Hook (2x)]
[Rap]
I go by the name Kanye Omari
And I wrote this just to say Iīm sorry
I have foreign cars and houses
I have porno stars and spouses
You tryinī to stab one like Jack the Ripper
I was tryinī to stabe two like Jack the Tripper
My nigger Tone been locked for a minute
He come home he
And Iīm a big tipper I donīt need to be trippin?
This my first Rolex it donīt even be tickinī
This my first pair of earrings I can wear in the shower
Without them clouding up in half an hour
So that basically mean my paper getting mean
Basically mean Iīm into better things
I was an addict of cheating but I stopped before
You an addict you go with Janet Jackson you cured
[Hook]
[Vamp Out]
Donīt matter what they say baby
They just donīt know my baby
Donīt matter what they say baby
I wonīt let go, my baby
But yīall donīt know a thing about my...
My baby (baby) My baby (baby)
Thereīs more to his love than what yīall see
And it donīt describe what he is to me
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