Can't Tell Me Nothing

[ti:Can't Tell Me Nothing] [ar:Kanye West] [al:Graduation] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Can't Tell Me Nothing - Kanye West La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven When I awoke I spent that on a necklace I told God I'd be back in a second Man it's so hard not to act reckless To whom much is given much is tested Get arrested guess until he get the message I feel the pressure under more scrutiny And what I do Act more stupidly Bought more jewelry more Louis V My momma couldn't get through to me The drama people suing me I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me I'm just saying how I feel man I ain't one of the Cosby's I ain't go to Hill man I guess the money should have changed him I guess I should have forgot where I came from La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing right Excuse me Was you saying something Uh uh you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh you can't tell me nothing Let up the suicide doors This is my life homey you decide yours I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell you who decide wars So I parallel double park that mother*** sideways Old folks talking 'bout back in my day But homey this is my day Class started two hours ago Oh am I late No I already graduated And you can live through Anything if Magic made it They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooh they so sensitive Don't ever fix your lips like collagen And then say something Where you gonna end up apologin' Let me know if it's a problem man Aight man holla then La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing right Excuse me Was you saying something Uh uh you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh you can't tell me nothing Let the champagne splash Let that man get cash Let that man get passed He don't even stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors He can drive off of fumes 'cause How he move in a room full of no's How he stay faithful in a room full of *** Must be the Pharaohs he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold Treasure what's your pleasure Life is a uh dependin' how you dress her 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 is when you die hard Y'all homies lookin' like why God When they reminisce over you my God La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing right Excuse me Was you saying something Uh uh you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh you can't tell me nothing La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing right