Kanye West - 30 Hours Lyrics

(Prod. by Kanye West)
Ft. Andre 3000

Baby lion goes
Where the islands go

Ya say ya neva saw this comin', well you're not alone
Million dollar renovations to a happy home
My ex says she gave me the best years of her life
I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right
I wake up, assessin' the damages
Checkin' MediaTakeOut
Pictures of me drunk walkin' out with a bitch
But it's blurry enough to get the fake out
I wake up, all veggies no eggs
I hit the gym, all chest no legs
Yep, then I made myself a smoothie
Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie
Chicago - St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
Andale, andale E.I, E.I, uh, oh
Ya had me drivin' far enough to switch the time zone
Ya was the best of all time at the time though
Yeah, ya wasn't mine though

But I still drove thirty hours
But still drove thirty hours to ya

(Verse 2)
I remember rapping for Jay and Cam
Young producer just trying to get his flows off
I remember being nervous to do Victoria Secret
Till I pictured everybody with they clothes off
Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition
I'm drivin' with no winter tires in December
Skrrt skrrt skrrt like a private school for women
Then I get there and all the Popeye's is finished, girl
Ya don't love me, ya just pretendin'
I need that happy beginnin', middle and endin'
Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
It's gettin' hot in hurr, that's all that I know
Got a hotel room, 3 stars for ya
Ya call down for an omelet
Girl, it's five in the morning
Ya realize we at the Double Tree, not the Aria
Only thing open is Waffle House, girl don't start with me
I used the Western Union for ya like it's no prob
Cos' ya was in college complainin' about it's no jobs
But ya were suckin' a nigga's dick the whole time
Well I guess a blowjob's better than no job

And I drove back thirty hours

Were remains that long to lose sad
Better unsaid
Always turn, oh

(Outro: Kanye West and Andre 3000)
Three Stacks, can ya help me out?
Thirty hours
Yeah, this the type of shit ya ride out to
Thirty hours
Thirty hours
I just be like, it was my idea to have an open relationship
Now a nigga mad
Now I'm 'bout to drive 90 miles like Matt Barnes to kill...
Thirty hours
Just to kill
Just to
Just to
I'm about to drive ninety
Ninety miles like Matt Barnes just to whoop a nigga ass
It was my idea and now a nigga
Thirty hours
Now a nigga mad, now a nigga, uh
A stunna
Whoop him after school just to show I got class
Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh
Duh duh wit ya, yeah
Thirty hours
Ya know what I'm sayin'? Drop some shit like that
Ay, woop him after school
Thirty hours
Whoop him after school just to show I got class
Uh, three Stacks
Thirty hours
Thirty hours
Just ride out to that
Check it out, this the bonus track, this the bonus
My favorite albums just have like bonus joints like this
That's why they kick it off like this
Just did that Madison Square Garden
Thirty hours
Had to put the flyest nigga on this shit
The pyramids shall rise
Thirty hours
Look at all these Ultralight Beams flowin'
For all the moms, dads, the kids, the families that shared this moment with us
Let's rock out for 'bout
Thirty hours
Ya know, ay ya know
Ay, ya know, ay, ya know
Thirty hours
Whole design team, Yeezy team, music team
Remember when the whole block'd get shout out?
This my version of a shout out track
Thirty hours
Let that mothafucka rock, let that, let that, yeah
To my brother Yasiin, holding it out in Africa
Thirty hours
To my family, thank ya for holding me down
The media be after us
That's Gabe calling
Yo Gabe
I'm just doing a... just doing an adlib track right now
What's up?
Thirty hours

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