That Part Lyrics - Kanye West

Me no conversate with the fake, that part 

All my bitches independent bitches, that part 

I just want the paper, that part 

All my bitches flavored 

That part, that part, that part, that part 

Ayy! That part 

Bang this shit in the hood one time 

Lil bitch I'm back and poppin' 

Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options 

Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit 

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Quarter million, switchin' lanes... that part 

Bet my bitch move the same old thing... that part 

405 with the gun off safety... that part 

Ayy I'm still tryna make that plate 

Rich or poor, nigga, choose your fate 

Style on top of style, nigga 

Five years I've been rich, nigga 

Drove Beamers down Fig, nigga 

Pushed Porsches down Broadway 

I've been doggin' different hoes, nigga 

Got a chain that's worth the Rolls, nigga 

Got an engine back with the top in it 

Nigga drivin' it like it's a bomb in it 

Me no conversate with the fake, that part 

All my bitches independent bitches, that part 

I just want the paper, that part 

All my bitches flavored 

That part, that part, that part, that part 

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Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay! (That part) 

Beggars can't be choosers, bitch this ain't Chipotle 

Nigga with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea 

Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe 

I just left the strip club, got some glitter on me 

Wifey gonna kill me, she the female OJ 

Y'all don't feel me, man this ain't okay 

Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm reloaded 

Rich nigga, still eatin' catfish 

That bitch ain't really bad, that's a catfish 

If I walk up out of Saks Fifth 

Have the paparazzi doin' backflips 

If I lay you down on the mattress 

Blow the back out 'til you backless 

Thick, we already established 

She just got 'em done, bra-strapless 

Yeah! Okay, okay, okay, okay! (That part) 

Beggars can't be choosers, bitch this ain't Chipotle (That part) 

Nigga with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea (That part) 

Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe (That part) 

Me no conversate with the fake, that part 

All my bitches independent bitches, that part 

I just want the paper, that part 

All my bitches flavored 

That part, that part, that part, that part 

Ayy! That part 

Bang this shit in the hood one time 

Lil bitch I'm back and poppin' 

Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options 

Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit 

Few million made and still ain't changed... that part 

Me, my girl got matchin' bling... that part 

I'ma get so blowed, I'ma lose my brain... that part 

Me and XO only thing go straight 

Need me a bitch that'll go both ways 

Style on top of style, nigga 

Since a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga 

Had a pistol in my drawls, nigga 

When I was broke, I had to sauce, nigga 

Got a Chevy with side to side on it 

Hundred spokes, the dana danes on it 

Got a chopper that stand at 5'2" 

I put your homies down beside you 

Me no conversate with the fake, that part 

All my bitches independent bitches, that part 

I just want the paper, that part 

All my bitches flavored 

That part, that part, that part, that part 

Ayy! That part 

That part 

That part 

Walkin' livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe (That part) 

I just dropped 60, man I feel like Kobe 

Lamar was with me, man I feel like Kobe 

Pippen at my weddin', man I feel like Jordan 

Trippin' at my weddin', I be raaa-uh-ayy 

Ain't say shit, nigga 

You was listenin' close though 

You was listenin' to hoes though 

You wouldn't listen to the flow though 

Listen to the Goat 

Listen to a young nigga from the 'Go though 

I'ma freestyle this mothafucka, who knew? 

When I'm with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q 

And uh, Top Dawg, call Top Dawg 

Get that nigga on the phone 

Top Dawg on the phone! 

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!