Karaoké Runaway Kanye West & Pusha T

And I always find

Yeah I always find somethin' wrong

You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast

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'll never take work off

Baby I got a plan

Run away fast as you can

She find pictures in my email

I sent this bitch a picture of my dick

I don't know what it is with females but I'm not too good at that shit

See I could have me a good girl and still be addicted to them hoodrats

And I just blame everything on you

At least you know that's what I'm good at

And I always find

Yeah I always find

Yeah I always find somethin' wrong

You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast

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'll never take work off

Baby I got a plan

Run away fast as you can

Run away from me baby

Uh

Run away

Run away from me baby uh

Run away

When it starts to get crazy just run away

Babe I got a plan

Run away as fast as you can

Run away from me baby

Run away

Run away from me baby

Run away

When it starts to get crazy why can't she just run away

Baby I got a plan

Run away as fast as you can

Twenty-four seven

Three sixty-five

Pussy stays on my mind

I-I-I-I did it

Alright alright I admit it

Now pick your next move

You could leave or live with it

Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin' top off

Split and go where

Back to wearin' knockoffs

Ha ha knock it off

Neimans shop it off

Let's talk over mai tais

Waitress top it off

Hoes like vultures wanna fly in your Freddy loafers

You can't blame 'em

They ain't never seen

Versace sofas

Every bag, every blouse

Every bracelet comes with a price tag

Baby face it

You should leave if you can't accept the basics

Plenty hoes in the baller-nigga matrix

Invisibly set

The Rolex is faceless

I'm just young, rich and tasteless

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Never was much of a romantic

I could never take the intimacy

And I know I did damage 'cos the look in your eyes is killin' me

I guess you knew of that advantage

'Cos you could blame me for everything

And I don't know how Imma manage if one day you just up and leave

And I always find

Yeah I always find somethin' wrong

You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast

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'll never take work off

Baby I got a plan

Run away fast as you can