Wow Lyrics
| Song | Wow |
| Artist | Kanye West |
| Album | Freshmen Adjustment |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow | |
| I got eleven plaques on my wall right now | |
| You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow | |
| H to the Izzo, did 3 thou spins in a week | |
| You get a thou in a month, wow | |
| Y'all niggas want credit but y'all need to slow down | |
| Kanye to the killin', y'all from Chi-town, how your wife gon' say | |
| She never sold drugs a day in her life but she still wanna pump the ye | |
| And y'all mad 'cuz y'all not knowin' 'cuz these canaries so yellow | |
| When y'all pull up whether to stop or keep goin' | |
| I got G's, rock Rock n Roll tees wit no sleeves | |
| That's showin', tucked in strap showin' | |
| How he get seven TV's in that â€~lac â€~lac | |
| 3 in the front, 2 in the back, 2 in that back, back | |
| While you in that hatchback | |
| And tryin' to sell work and don't get shit from them packs back | |
| And try to rap, the studios won't give you ya daps back | |
| And try to get publishin', all you get in your ass capped | |
| And that's that | |
| I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow | |
| I got eleven plaques on my wall right now | |
| You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow | |
| Magazines call me a rock star, bitches call me cock star | |
| Billboard pop star, neighborhood block star | |
| Chi-town go getting pimps, we mob stars | |
| Gingerbread man even says, ‽You're a monster†| |
| Remember that, 'Uh-Huh' that's that trek shit | |
| Remember back in '92 niggas used to catch reck shit | |
| Remember that track I tracked for you 'bout 3 months ago | |
| 'Uh-huh' that's the one, now, cut my check, bitch | |
| And I ain't feelin' that Lexus or that CLK | |
| See me like damn A C L K | |
| Yeah that's how we eatin' and keep us looking peace and then | |
| I ain't know we rap as good as he do beats and then | |
| I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow | |
| I got eleven plaques on my wall right now | |
| You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow | |
| H to the Izzo did 3 thou spins in a week | |
| You get a thou in a month, wow | |
| Y'all niggas want credit but y'all need to slow down | |
| Kanye to the killin', y'all from Chi-town |
| I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow | |
| I got eleven plaques on my wall right now | |
| You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow | |
| H to the Izzo, did 3 thou spins in a week | |
| You get a thou in a month, wow | |
| Y' all niggas want credit but y' all need to slow down | |
| Kanye to the killin', y' all from Chitown, how your wife gon' say | |
| She never sold drugs a day in her life but she still wanna pump the ye | |
| And y' all mad ' cuz y' all not knowin' ' cuz these canaries so yellow | |
| When y' all pull up whether to stop or keep goin' | |
| I got G' s, rock Rock n Roll tees wit no sleeves | |
| That' s showin', tucked in strap showin' | |
| How he get seven TV' s in that lac lac | |
| 3 in the front, 2 in the back, 2 in that back, back | |
| While you in that hatchback | |
| And tryin' to sell work and don' t get shit from them packs back | |
| And try to rap, the studios won' t give you ya daps back | |
| And try to get publishin', all you get in your ass capped | |
| And that' s that | |
| I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow | |
| I got eleven plaques on my wall right now | |
| You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow | |
| Magazines call me a rock star, bitches call me cock star | |
| Billboard pop star, neighborhood block star | |
| Chitown go getting pimps, we mob stars | |
| Gingerbread man even says, You' re a monster | |
| Remember that, ' UhHuh' that' s that trek shit | |
| Remember back in ' 92 niggas used to catch reck shit | |
| Remember that track I tracked for you ' bout 3 months ago | |
| ' Uhhuh' that' s the one, now, cut my check, bitch | |
| And I ain' t feelin' that Lexus or that CLK | |
| See me like damn A C L K | |
| Yeah that' s how we eatin' and keep us looking peace and then | |
| I ain' t know we rap as good as he do beats and then | |
| I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow | |
| I got eleven plaques on my wall right now | |
| You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow | |
| H to the Izzo did 3 thou spins in a week | |
| You get a thou in a month, wow | |
| Y' all niggas want credit but y' all need to slow down | |
| Kanye to the killin', y' all from Chitown |
| I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow | |
| I got eleven plaques on my wall right now | |
| You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow | |
| H to the Izzo, did 3 thou spins in a week | |
| You get a thou in a month, wow | |
| Y' all niggas want credit but y' all need to slow down | |
| Kanye to the killin', y' all from Chitown, how your wife gon' say | |
| She never sold drugs a day in her life but she still wanna pump the ye | |
| And y' all mad ' cuz y' all not knowin' ' cuz these canaries so yellow | |
| When y' all pull up whether to stop or keep goin' | |
| I got G' s, rock Rock n Roll tees wit no sleeves | |
| That' s showin', tucked in strap showin' | |
| How he get seven TV' s in that lac lac | |
| 3 in the front, 2 in the back, 2 in that back, back | |
| While you in that hatchback | |
| And tryin' to sell work and don' t get shit from them packs back | |
| And try to rap, the studios won' t give you ya daps back | |
| And try to get publishin', all you get in your ass capped | |
| And that' s that | |
| I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow | |
| I got eleven plaques on my wall right now | |
| You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow | |
| Magazines call me a rock star, bitches call me cock star | |
| Billboard pop star, neighborhood block star | |
| Chitown go getting pimps, we mob stars | |
| Gingerbread man even says, You' re a monster | |
| Remember that, ' UhHuh' that' s that trek shit | |
| Remember back in ' 92 niggas used to catch reck shit | |
| Remember that track I tracked for you ' bout 3 months ago | |
| ' Uhhuh' that' s the one, now, cut my check, bitch | |
| And I ain' t feelin' that Lexus or that CLK | |
| See me like damn A C L K | |
| Yeah that' s how we eatin' and keep us looking peace and then | |
| I ain' t know we rap as good as he do beats and then | |
| I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow | |
| I got eleven plaques on my wall right now | |
| You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow | |
| H to the Izzo did 3 thou spins in a week | |
| You get a thou in a month, wow | |
| Y' all niggas want credit but y' all need to slow down | |
| Kanye to the killin', y' all from Chitown |
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