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letra de pt. 2 (dorian_ye version) - dorian_ye

[intro]
(perfect)
faaaaaaaa
faaaaaaaa
faaaaaaaa
faaaaaaaah

[verse 1: kanye west]
i told, i told, ay ay, i told you
up in the morning, miss you bad
sorry i ain’t called you back
same problem my father had
all his time, all he had, all he had
in what he dreamed
all his cash, market crashed
hurt him bad, people get divorced for that
drops some stacks pops is good
momma p-ss in hollywood
if you ask, lost my soul
driving fast, lost control
off the road, jaw was broke
‘member we all was broke
‘member i’m coming back
i’ll be taking all the stacks

[verse 2: desiigner]
i got broads in atlanta
twisting dope, lean, and the fanta
credit cards and the scammers
hitting off licks in the bando
black x6, phantom
white x6 looks like a panda
going out like i’m montana
hundred k!llers, hundred hammers
black x6, phantom
white x6, panda
pockets swole, danny
selling bar, candy
man i’m the macho like randy
the choppa go oscar for grammy
b-tch n-gg-, pull up ya panty
hope you k!llas understand me

[hook: kanye west]
i just want to feel liberated, i, i, i
i just want to feel liberated, i, i, i
taking all the stacks, oh
stacks, oh
taking all the stacks, oh

[verse 3: desiigner]
i got broads in atlanta
twist the dope, lean and sh-t, sippin’ fanta
credit cards and the scammers
wake up versace, sh-t life desiigner
whole bunch of lavish sh-t
they be asking round town who be clappin’ sh-t
i be pullin up stuff in the phantom ship
i got plenty of stuff of bugatti, whip look how i try this sh-t
black x6, phantom
white x6, k!lling on camera
pop a perc, i can’t stand up
gorilla, they come and k!ll you with bananas
four fillas, they finna pull up in the phantom
know n-gg-s, they come and k!ll you on the camera
big rollie, it dancin’ bigger than a pandie
go oscar for grammy, b-tch pull up ya panty
fill up i’ma flip it, i got b-tches pull up and they get it
i got n-gg-s that’s countin’ for digits
say you make you a lot of new money
know some k!llas pull off and they in the wraith
ctd, pull up in the k!lla bape
call up phillip-phillip, gon’ fill the bank
n-gg-s up in the bank, we gon’ drill the bank
f-ck we gon’ k!ll the bank, get it
i got broads, yea i get it
i get cards yea i sh-tted
this how i live it
did it all for a ticket
now flex drop bombs when he spin it
and bobby gon’ trend it
jeff the don doin’ business
zana ray f-ckin’ up sh-t and she doin’ her business
i be gettin’ to the chicken
countin’ to the chicken
and all of my n-gg-s gon’ split it

[bridge: pastor t.l. barret}
my life, my joy
my face looks up to thee

[outro: caroline shaw]
how can i find you?
who do you turn to?
how do i bind you?

- dorian_ye

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