Selfish

[Refrain: John Legend] I'm calling (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my ladies And I can't (Maybe I'm selfish) Let you (I want you to myself, I can't help it) Be with no one But me, baby [Verse 1: T3] To my thick chicks down in Texas All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish And in LA every chick's an actress Hollywood status with the shaded glasses To Detroit yeah the place that I rest Where the ladies got ass to sell a lot sex And Hot Atlanta y'all is one of the best Where they speak Southern slang and smoke la cess And New York women are way too fresh Too much on your mind let me ease that stress I wish you all were mine it's so selfish Maybe I'm feeling myself too much I guess But to my ladies all across the globe In small towns that I don't even know To all local international codes Whether you see me in streets or catch me at shows I'm calling [Hook] [Verse 2: Kanye West] And don't be tryin to come around my girl acting like Mr. Friendly And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley I spotted her like Spud McKenzie And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies Get your own, I got Paris he got Nicky He tried to get em a clone He said yeah you know you got extra hoes And everything you do is extra cold From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece I got family in high places like Jesus' niece Can I please, say my peace If y'all fresh to death, then I'm deceased And this one here is a heat rocks Spit like a beat box, the way the beat rocks New version of Pete Rock But for that Benz I get CL love So I switch my girls around like 3-el-dub I'm calling [Refrain] [Verse 3: Elzhi] What up Pam how your little man doing in New Jersey Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried Hope he feels better And thanks Jonetta from Cleveland For that good head in your Jetta better believe it Shanice you're my piece from Compton Before I'm off the plane make sure you cop some trees and spark up Danielle ATL got them pictures in the mail You sealed with a kiss and you send it with Chanel You looking good in that one showing off your body Had a Beverly Hills Mami that would buy me Carti's Take me to after parties her name was Carrie And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm sorry But, hey Kim how's Minneapolis, you so pretty Hate to show off your titties for silly classes Cause I love you girls though you ain't mine I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time [Refrain x2]