Can't Tell Me Nothing Lyrics

Kanye West


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Connie Thembi Mitchell, Kanye O. West, Aldrin Davis
album: Track 6 in album Graduation
release date: 2007-9-5
popularity : 13 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Pop Rap/Electro/Conscious
length: 4:32
producer: DJ Toomp and Kanye West
mixer: Mike Dean and Andrew Dawson
recorded by: Anthony Kilhoffer, Andrew Dawson and Tony Rey
keyboard: Chris Rob and Darryl Beaton
additional: Connie Mitchell and Young Jeezy
assistant engineer: Anthony Palazzole, Jason Agel, Bram Tobey, Richard Reitz, Nate Hertweck and Andy Marcinkowski
composer: Kanye West, Aldrin Davis

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La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right

I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke I spent that on a necklace
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless
To whom much is given, much is tested
Get arrested, guess until he get the message
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what'd I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, More Louis V.
My mama couldn't get through to me
The drama, people suing me
I'm on T.V. talking like it's just you and me
I'm just saying how I feel man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hillman
I guess the money should've changed them
I guess I should've forgot where I came from

La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing right?
Excuse me, is you saying something?
Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing

Let up the suicide doors
This is my life homie, you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell you who decide wars
So I parallel double-parked that ************ sideways
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day
But homie, this is my day
Class started two hours ago, oh, am I late?
No I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
Then say something where you gon end up apolog'in
Let me know if it's a problem then
A'ight man, holla then

La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing right?
Excuse me, is you saying something?
Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing

Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash, let that man get past
You don't need to stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors, he can drive off fumes
Cause how he move in a room full of No's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
Must be the pharoahs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what's you pleasure?
Life is a, uh, depending how you dress her
So if the devil wear prada, Adam, Eve wear nada
I'm in between, but way more fresher
But way less effort, cause when you try hard
That's when you die hard
Ya'll homies lookin' like "Why God?"
When they reminisce over you, my God

La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing right?
Excuse me, is you saying something?
Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing

La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing right?


Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Good Morning
  • 2 Champion
  • 3 Stronger
  • 4 I Wonder
  • 5 Good Life
  • 6 Can't Tell Me Nothing
  • 7 Barry Bonds
  • 8 Drunk & Hot Girls
  • 9 Flashing Lights
  • 10 Everything I Am
  • 11 The Glory
  • 12 Homecoming
  • 13 Big Brother
  • 14 Good Night
  • 15 Bittersweet Poetry