Selfish

Slum Village feat. Kanye West & John Legend

credits


album: Track 5 in album Detroit Deli (A Taste of Detroit)
release date: 2004-6-29
popularity : 16 users have visited this page.
length: 3:46
producer: Kanye West
performer: Kanye West and John Legend

Album Information

label: Capitol Records
country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 724358304329
script: Latin

Cover Art

Slum Village Detroit Deli (A Taste of Detroit) cover art

Lyrics

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I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
(I can't) Let you (let you)
Be with (yeah) no one (yeah) but me (yeah) baby
To my thick chicks down in Texas
And in LA every chick's an actress
To Detroit, yeah the place that I rest
And Hot Atlanta y'all is one of the best
And New York women are way too fresh
I wish you all were mine it's so selfish
But, to my ladies all across the globe
To all local international codes

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it)
Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish)
(I want you to myself I can't help it)

And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley
And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies
He said yeah you know you got extra hoes
From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece
Can I please, say my peace
And this one here, is a heat rocks
New version of Pete Rock!
So I switch my girls around like 3L-dub [3LW]

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it)
Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish)
(I want you to myself I can't help it)

Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried
For that good head in your Jetta better believe it
Before I mark the plane make sure you cop them trees to spark up
You sealed with a kiss and you send it with Chanel
Had a Beverly Hills mami that would buy me Cardi's
And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm sorry
You so pretty hate to show off your ******* for silly classes
I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time
I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
(I can't) Let you (let you)
Be with (Yeah) no one (Yeah) but me (Yeah) baby
I'm callin (Callin) out to (Out to) all my (All My)
Be with, no one, but me, baby
I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
(I can't) Let you (let you)
Be with (yeah) no one (yeah) but me (yeah) baby
To my thick chicks down in Texas
And in LA every chick's an actress
To Detroit, yeah the place that I rest
And Hot Atlanta y'all is one of the best
And New York women are way too fresh
I wish you all were mine it's so selfish
But, to my ladies all across the globe
To all local international codes

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it)
Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish)
(I want you to myself I can't help it)

And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley
And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies
He said yeah you know you got extra hoes
From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece
Can I please, say my peace
And this one here, is a heat rocks
New version of Pete Rock!
So I switch my girls around like 3L-dub [3LW]

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it)
Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish)
(I want you to myself I can't help it)

Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried
For that good head in your Jetta better believe it
Before I mark the plane make sure you cop them trees to spark up
You sealed with a kiss and you send it with Chanel
Had a Beverly Hills mami that would buy me Cardi's
And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm sorry
You so pretty hate to show off your ******* for silly classes
I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time
I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
(I can't) Let you (let you)
Be with (Yeah) no one (Yeah) but me (Yeah) baby
I'm callin (Callin) out to (Out to) all my (All My)
Be with, no one, but me, baby
I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
(I can't) Let you (let you)
Be with (yeah) no one (yeah) but me (yeah) baby
To my thick chicks down in Texas
And in LA every chick's an actress
To Detroit, yeah the place that I rest
And Hot Atlanta y'all is one of the best
And New York women are way too fresh
I wish you all were mine it's so selfish
But, to my ladies all across the globe
To all local international codes

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it)
Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish)
(I want you to myself I can't help it)

And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley
And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies
He said yeah you know you got extra hoes
From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece
Can I please, say my peace
And this one here, is a heat rocks
New version of Pete Rock!
So I switch my girls around like 3L-dub [3LW]

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it)
Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish)
(I want you to myself I can't help it)

Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried
For that good head in your Jetta better believe it
Before I mark the plane make sure you cop them trees to spark up
You sealed with a kiss and you send it with Chanel
Had a Beverly Hills mami that would buy me Cardi's
And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm sorry
You so pretty hate to show off your ******* for silly classes
I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time
I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)
(I can't) Let you (let you)
Be with (Yeah) no one (Yeah) but me (Yeah) baby
I'm callin (Callin) out to (Out to) all my (All My)
Be with, no one, but me, baby

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Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Zoom
  • 2 Do You
  • 3 Dirty
  • 4 Late 80's (skit)
  • 5 Selfish
  • 6 Closer
  • 7 Old Girl / Shining Star
  • 8 Keep Holding On
  • 9 It's On
  • 10 The Hours
  • 11 Things We Do
  • 12 Count the Ways
  • 13 Reunion