"Muzik" lyrics
(feat. Samuel Christian)
[Eddie Bo:]
You ready?
[Knoc-Turn'al:]
Yes, hahaha
Yeah, yeah
Let's go, L.A.C.
[Knoc-Turn'al:]
My music, my life, my heart, my soul
My music, my everything, I give my all
My wife, my daughter, my love, my dream
My mother, my father, my brother, my team
My camp, my squad, my house, my car
My boat, my shoes, my pants, my shirt
My coke, my sugar, my cream, my butter
My toast, my all, my queen, my folks
[Samuel Christian:]
My baby
Walk like six strings, talk like she's my everything
My baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby
Will not want for anything, I swear this though
[Knoc-Turn'al:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
If music should die before I wake
I pray the Lord, my soul to take
She's thick, she's bad, so clean, she's fine
She loves, she hates, she laughs, she cries
She hurts, she lies, she's Bonnie, I'm Clyde
She's ghetto, she's real, she sings, she rhymes
She comes, she goes, she lives, she dies
She sexy and bomb, she blows my mind
She stays in line, she's smart, she's funny
She's crafty and cunning, in the game she's running
Her lips, her back, her waist, her thighs
Her face, her skin, her hair, her eyes
Her voice, her shape, her hips, her mind
Her love, her smile, her touch, her time
[Samuel Christian:]
My baby
Walk like six strings, talk like she's my everything
My baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby
Will not want for anything, I swear this though
[Knoc-Turn'al:]
I'm tipsy, I'm through, I'm drunk, I'm blunted
My way, my day, my life—I love it
I move, I groove, I shake, I love it
My friends, my kins—I like, I love it
I show, I prove, I live, I learn
I show, I teach, I run these streets
My kin, my heart, my heat, my rhythm
My rap, my beat, my life, my head
My feet, my heart, my soul, my candy
My cake, my platinum, my gold, my land
My gate, my Benz, my lake, my keys
My money, my love, my hate, my clothes
My phone, my house, my home, my money
My comb, my sugar, my spice, my base
My chrome, my rhythm, my music, my home
My world, my girl, my life, my home, my
[Samuel Christian:]
My baby
Walk like six strings, talk like she's my everything
My baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby
Will not want for anything, I swear this though
My baby
Walk like six strings, talk like she's my everything
My baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby
Will not want for anything, I swear this though
You ready?
[Knoc-Turn'al:]
Yes, hahaha
Yeah, yeah
Let's go, L.A.C.
[Knoc-Turn'al:]
My music, my life, my heart, my soul
My music, my everything, I give my all
My wife, my daughter, my love, my dream
My mother, my father, my brother, my team
My camp, my squad, my house, my car
My boat, my shoes, my pants, my shirt
My coke, my sugar, my cream, my butter
My toast, my all, my queen, my folks
[Samuel Christian:]
My baby
Walk like six strings, talk like she's my everything
My baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby
Will not want for anything, I swear this though
[Knoc-Turn'al:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
If music should die before I wake
I pray the Lord, my soul to take
She's thick, she's bad, so clean, she's fine
She loves, she hates, she laughs, she cries
She hurts, she lies, she's Bonnie, I'm Clyde
She's ghetto, she's real, she sings, she rhymes
She comes, she goes, she lives, she dies
She sexy and bomb, she blows my mind
She stays in line, she's smart, she's funny
She's crafty and cunning, in the game she's running
Her lips, her back, her waist, her thighs
Her face, her skin, her hair, her eyes
Her voice, her shape, her hips, her mind
Her love, her smile, her touch, her time
[Samuel Christian:]
My baby
Walk like six strings, talk like she's my everything
My baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby
Will not want for anything, I swear this though
[Knoc-Turn'al:]
I'm tipsy, I'm through, I'm drunk, I'm blunted
My way, my day, my life—I love it
I move, I groove, I shake, I love it
My friends, my kins—I like, I love it
I show, I prove, I live, I learn
I show, I teach, I run these streets
My kin, my heart, my heat, my rhythm
My rap, my beat, my life, my head
My feet, my heart, my soul, my candy
My cake, my platinum, my gold, my land
My gate, my Benz, my lake, my keys
My money, my love, my hate, my clothes
My phone, my house, my home, my money
My comb, my sugar, my spice, my base
My chrome, my rhythm, my music, my home
My world, my girl, my life, my home, my
[Samuel Christian:]
My baby
Walk like six strings, talk like she's my everything
My baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby
Will not want for anything, I swear this though
My baby
Walk like six strings, talk like she's my everything
My baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby
Will not want for anything, I swear this though
Writer(s): Kanye West, Paul McCartney, Samuel Christian, R. Harbor
