Kanye West Lyrics

Gun To My Head lyrics - ¥$ (Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign) (feat. Kid Cudi)

I sat down with a gun to my head

You told me not to move, yeah, with a gun to my head (Yoh-oh)

I've been out of sight, out of mind

With a gun in my bed (Gun in my bed)

And I've been out of sight, out of mind

I ain't never been that hard to find

But let's just tip on the ride, mm

Out of sight, out of mind

You never see my business online, yeah, yeah (Business online)

Girl, we don't talk all the time (Time)

Do you still miss me when I'm out of sight, out of mind?

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

(I sat down)

We can go there, just point it out (With a gun to my head)

Girl, you know you love it

We can never go over budget

I can take you where homie doesn't

Tell by your purse he don't really love you

Bringing me back on the subject

We could never go over budget

When I get you, it's no discussion

You back on track like DJ Mustard

Get the business like you on the board

And we finna go overboard

And we finna tape it, hold record

Playing when I'm not around

Playing it without the sound

For the fact, I had her screaming, "Yeezus", now you know the Lord

Told you, I'ma get you something magic, mm

Say your grace, I'll get yo' ass fixed

I need to get behind it like some ad-libs (Yo)

I need fifty percent just like the taxes

Out of sight, out of mind (I said no, I sat down)

You never see my business online, yeah, yeah

No, we don't talk all the time (If you told me how)

Do you still miss me when I'm out of sight, out of mind?

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

I said no, I sat down

Gun to my head, head, head

If you told me how

I sat down

Can U Be lyrics - ¥$ (Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign) (feat. Travis Scott)

Ch-ch-ch-ch-check this out, we just redid the whole thing

Ow, haha, tremendous, isn't it great? Tremendous

Yeah man, I-I'm thinking of redoing it again

Why? Haha

Because I'm making an upgrade (You're making a lot of paper to do that)

Yeah, we're doing alright, man, I can't complain

Isn't the market down though?

It is down, well, but you know, she wants more, so I'm giving her more, man

But the pressure, man, it's like

You okay?

I'm not okay, don't tell anybody

Listen to me, I feel like I'm getting crushed and—

Crushed by what?

Everything, the family, the baby, the job, the fuckin' dicks at work

And it's like, you know, like, I'm trying to do this, you know, and- and- and then- then I'm, like, suffocating

Holy shit

You can't be happy all the time

Who told you you can't be happy?

It's alright, you just do your best, you have no choice

That's not true at all

You just, you just can't

Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie

(Be a-) You be? (Be a-), Can you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be a-), Can you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be a-), Will you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be afraid), Can you be? (Be afraid)

(Be a-) You be? (Be a-), Can you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be a-), Can you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be a-), Will you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be afraid), Can you be? (Be afraid)

(Be a-) You be? (Be a-), Can you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be a-), Can you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be a-), Will you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be afraid), Can you be? (Be afraid)

I grab that Colt .45 off my lap

If I blow my mind, can't get that back

Stone-hearted, my love is cold, minus

Before we go, I got one question

(Be a-) You be? (Be a-), Can you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be a-), Can you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be a-), Will you be? (Be a-)

Can you be? (Be afrai—)

Get off me on (Ooh), get off me on (Ooh), get off me on (Ooh), get off me on (Ooh)

Get off me on (Ooh), get off me on (Ooh), get off me on (Ooh), get off me on

Get— (Ooh)

I caught a wave

Caught more air than Super Dave

Call Aaliyah, I'm super paid

Jet-laggin', tryna recuperate

Just got off the flight from Budapest

Don't need Khaled to say "You the best"

You the type of nigga shop at Uniqlo

Just found out that my father-in-law unisex

Running out of money, running into debt

Running from bill collectors, I ain't paid them yet

Shit you deal with no matter how rich you get

And even more, dependin' on the bitch you get

And I ain't got the free time no more

This dick ain't promotional

They say I'm antisocial, yo

She textin' mad face over and over, yo

I say, "Why you gettin' so damn emoji-nal?", Uh

I ain't gotta talk about how stressed I am

I'm going crazy as Jesus, I'm going Bethle-HAM

Niggas say somethin' 'bout it, thought so

You can't say nothin' 'bout it, also

This room too fuckin' crowded, cutthroat

Some when I'm up and out it, although

I can see you crawlin' through the interest

I can see your agendas and your intent

But it ain't really gotta be that intense

Gon' ahead, meditate, light some incense

I'm up late, 4AM, overseas, in the bed like

"Damn, I done finally reached the end of the Internet"

Be a-be a—

Be a-be a—

Be a-be a—

Be afraid, be afraid

Be a-be a—

Be a-be a—

Be a-be a—

Be afraid, be afraid

Vultures 1 (2024) - Kanye West (with Ty Dolla $ign)

Stars lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign

I hope he's bright, big, and strong

I hope he's bright, big, and strong

You already know what I'm on

Tell 'em no way to fund me

Pulling up, drop top Porsche

This that glory

I'ma come through and just black out

Just black out

Keep a few Jews on the staff now

I cash out

We finna go where the stars at

And beyond that

This that rip up the contract

Fuck all that

(I hope he's bright, and big, and strong)

I ain't gotta ask nobody

Plug talk, plug talk, shawty

And she wanna back it up for me

I'ma blow your back out, shawty (Ooh)

Got a hunnid racks in the morning

Woo-woo-woo-woo

(I hope he's bright, big, and strong)

I ain't gotta ask nobody

Plug talk, plug talk, shawty

And she wanna back it up for me

I'ma blow your back out, shawty (Ooh)

Got a hunnid racks in the morning

Woo-woo-woo-woo

I hope he's bright, big, and strong, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

I hope he's bright, big, and strong, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

And we'll be way up in the stars

Keys To My Life lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. India Love)

Slow down, you on your way to an overdose

Plus these texts gettin' way too emoji-nal

Way too much time alone

Told the guys that you know I'm headed home, I got a trauma bond

Look at what I stumbled on

Another nigga chillin' on your couch with pajamas on

Thought I was the only one

How dare you have a nigga in your house eatin' Papa Johns?

Where you get that money from?

Lookin' at how far we come

I bought your first Vacheron

I guess we had an awesome run

Ever since I lost my mom, you was like my foster mom

Hold me like your only son

Hold me like the homies in the Chi' when they hold they guns

Hold me like a trophy in the sky when they know they won

Wasn't it always this way? Wasn't it always this way?

Puttin' it all on display, using up all your sick days

Put up with all my mistakes, listen to all my mixtapes

'Posed to be always this way, 'posed to be always this way

Couldn't it all be so simple?

I could've used the last part for the intro

How it sound when you got Yeezy over Timbo?

From Uptown, but now she rockin' Yeezys over Timbos

Like you don't see me beatin' on your window

Like Chief Keef in the kitchen with the BDs and the endo

But that was me when I was burnin' CDs for my friends though

Now I can't just take it on the chin like Jay Leno

Now, everybody want the info

These bitches want the pin code, these niggas swear we kinfolk

In a Benzy with a Gen-Z gettin' gentle

If I gotta pay for it, I'ma drive it like a rental

You already know my M.O

Is you ready for the Venmo? You already know my demo

You already know I'm impulsive

And another baby is my end goal

I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah

I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah

I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah

I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah

I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah

Paid lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign

(Get on up now)

(Get on up now)

(Get on up now)

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid

Come with me, I got booze and that drip misting

Cut Wock' and the cost is fifteen

Life flew past too fast, old stomach is the new ass

He can't afford it, that's too bad

Told her what you gonna do with a durag?

Fuck the lame, do you write down the names?

You was stuck runnin' in place, you ain't runnin' with the strays no more

Roxanne, you don't have to put on

Yeah, I got that shit on

Give me somethin' to spit on

Roxanne, you don't have to stop at the red light

I got that pump, it's off on the headlights

Fuck the lame, do you write and your girlfriend think I'm dope?

Really? Thanks

Dark skin nigga only shootin' Billy Blanks

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid (Ooo, yeah)

I'm just here to get paid (Yeah)

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid (Ah-ah)

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid (Yeah, yeah)

I'm just here to get paid

You know why I'm here

Baby, you're the hottest in the city

You got my attention when you're with me

All this Spanish spinning got us dizzy

Dollars all she do it for

I throw this cash, you shake that ass

Get that upfront, just throw it back

It's just the job, and that's a shame

You made it plain, you keep on sayin'

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid (Ooo, yeah)

I'm just here to get paid (Yeah)

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid (Ah-ah)

I'm just here to get paid

I'm just here to get paid (Yeah, yeah)

I'm just here to get paid

Everybody grab somebody

Turn this motherfucker into a party

Fellas take a ladies hand

Ladies go and choose your man

There's no need to be afraid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Fri-Fri, let-let-let get, ai-ai-ai-aid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Friday night, let's all get paid

Let's all get paid

Let's all get paid

Let-let-let get, ai-ai-ai-aid

Let's all get paid (Roxanne)

Let's all get paid

Let's all get paid

Let-let-let get, ai-ai-ai-aid

Let's all get paid

Talking lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. North West)

["Talking"]

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

I love it here

We gonna take over the year for another year

It's your bestie, Miss, Miss Westie

Don't tryna test me

It's gonna get messy

It's gonna get messy

Just, just bless me

Bless me (Talking)

It's your bestie, Miss, Miss Westie (Talking)

Just tryna bless me (Talking)

Just bless me, bless me (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)

(Talk)

["Once Again"]

Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in (Ooh)

What they held in (Held in)

What they held in (Held in)

What they held in (Held in)

Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in (Again, once—, yeah)

Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in

How much to stop the clock from speedin'? They might try to slow down

How much to stop my daughter from growin'? I just can't take it now

'Cause she just doing all the shit I did when I was her age

I don't know how I'm gonna tell her, but her dad's just afraid

Of her choices, know that I've been through it

I just hope I haven't been the wrong influence

Put her on game before the world put her through it

Ooh-ooh, oh-oh

That's why I gotta break the curses that were sent for me

This is hard work working, this ain't destiny

My motivation is just lookin' at my family tree

I'm tryna make sure I contribute for the legacy

Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in (Again-again, woah)

Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in

Once again, the clouds are gathering to release what they held in (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)

Once again, the clouds are gathering to release what they held in (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)

Once again, the clouds are gathering to release what they held in (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)

Once again, the clouds are gathering to release what they held in (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)

Back To Me lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Freddie Gibbs & Quavo)

I fell in love with you, we fell in love with you

Guys like us just don't fall out of the fucking sky, you know?

Let's keep zonin'

Let's keep floatin', let's keep moanin'

Girl, I know that it ain't over

In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me

Heart was broken, I am frozen

Now you're glowin'

This is more than just a moment

In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me

This the shit that make rap niggas mad

Them "think they cool" niggas mad

Bad bitches more bad

You shouldn't have bought her more ass, shall I add?

Tell me, where we at? (Where we at?)

I put nerds on the map (On the map)

Now this Urkel in your bitch

Did I do that?

Beautiful, naked, big-titty women just don't fall out the sky, you know?

Sky, you know? Sky, you know? (Uh)

And beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?

Tell me how you know

I been searchin' high and low

And I can tell you one thing

Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know? (Uh)

Yeezy, how you doin', huh?

Yeezy, how you doin', huh?

Yeezy, how you doin', huh?

Beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, uh, uh

Just don't fall out the sky, you know?

Just don't fall out the sky, you know?

And beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?

Tell me how you know

I been searchin' high and low

And I can tell you one thing

Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?

Tell me how you know

I been searchin' high and low

And I can tell you one thing

Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?

Just don't fall out the sky, you know?

Sky, you know?

They just don't fall out the sky, you know?

They so valuable

I been searchin' high and low

And I can tell you one thing

Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?

Let's keep zonin'

Let's keep floatin', let's keep moanin'

Girl, I know that it ain't over

In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me

Heart was broken, I am frozen

Now you're glowin'

This is more than just a moment

In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me

This that shit that make rap niggas mad, yeah

Fuckin' two twins, I told her skinny was in

So she took out all the ass, kept it natural (Yeah)

But that thing still movin', I had to knock it down

Yeezy, where we at? (Where we at?)

Florence to Milan

Just turned a bird bitch to my ex like I was Elon

Count hundreds on the blue side, booty must've grew in size

Seen it from the front side, damn, it must be two-sized (Yeah)

Goddamn it, must be two sides

Forgis on the Double R, I'm floatin' like a cruise line

Bitches wanna fuck me, then trap me, then fuck me over

She cryin' tears in that Maybach and not the Toyota

Once it's over, then she dead to me, give that ho a memorial

Suck my dick for the interview, a headitorial

Put you on a track, have you workin' like I appointed you

Ho, how you gon' go blockin' your blessing when I anointed you?

Beautiful big titty, butt naked bitches, where you at? Uh

Started off trippin', tell her, "Pay tuition", no congrats, uh

Winin' and dinin', now to take my ratchet ho to Saks, uh

She was too used to Hamburger Helper, chilli mac

And that's facts, you can fact-check it

I'm from the crack era

Redbone bitches, they king me like I'm a black checker

Standin' at the plate, your ho catchin' balls like a bat catcher

I bring my pistol when I fuck her 'cause it's all 'bout survival, ho

I'll gut you clean, I bet you fuck with my rivals, though

Put that on everything, a whole a stack of bibles, ho

Real niggas like me just don't fall out the sky, you know

So keep vibin', ho

And you know that's facts, you can fact check it

I'm from the crack era

Where niggas run off and work it, don't bring it back era

Standin' at the plate, your ho catchin' balls like a back catcher

Beautiful, naked, big-titty women just don't fall out the sky, you know?

Hoodrat lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (Auntie)

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Nigga

Ahh (Ma', what up?)

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, ahh (Ma', what up?)

Hoodrat, hoodrat (Auntie), hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat

Nigga

You look like a piece of hallelujah

Wrapped up in— Have mercy, Lord (Hoodrat, hoodrat)

I know that I've got a nice whip, but I hope that me and you could be on one accord (Hoodrat, hoodrat)

I shot, I scored (Ahh, Ma', what up?)

I take it off the board, headboard

Ahh, boom, nigga (Nigga, ahh, Ma', what up?)

She fell in love with the sword, I sliced, I diced, I hit it from the back

Whore, whore (Ahh, Ma', what up?)

But I respect your feelings when your toes tried to touch the ceiling

Havin' safe sex (Auntie)

Of course, unlock the door

Bought you all the things that you could dream of

Had I bought a Chanel, Gucci, Pucci creamer

But we all know the outcome, that fucked up the income, and then some

Have mercy, Lord

And, nigga, eyes on dim sum

Let the light dim some

Catch me on your TV, heart broke GD

You look like a piece of hallelujah

Wrapped up in— Have mercy, Lord (Hoodrat, hoodrat)

I know that I've got a nice whip, but I hope that me and you could be on one accord (Nigga)

One maker, real breath taker, real rump shaker

Do that, whip what her mama gave her

9-1-1, let me call my savior

Jesus on the main line, brand new T-shirt (Ahh, ma' what up?)

Don't make me stain mine

Drank so much, she throwin' up my gang sign

Throwin' up my gang sign (Auntie)

Throwin' up my gang sign (Nigga)

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Nigga

Ahh (Ma', what up?)

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat

Nigga

People are funny, they know Kanye's great too

But the way he conducts himself, they hate to believe it, but they can't help it, they know he's great (Right)

Why would— Listen

Shit Kanye say is basically affirmations what people say for success

And it sounds insane because that's what motherfuckers do

But he sounds insane and that's sounds of a leader

No doubt he's got some mental fuckin' issues, most leaders do

A delusional issue, "I'm a God"

Do It lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. YG & Nipsey Hussle)

Do it stay waxed?

Do it smell fresh?

Can I feel your juice through the latex?

If you go 'round and you stay wet

Can your homegirl watch? Can she go next?

Need the lights on, tell her watch this

When I make you cream, I'ma talk shit (I just wanna know)

And you fuck back, and you got grip

Stick your tongue out when you get your spot hit

I just wanna know

All this money on the floor

Ten racks, throw it up, watch how I do it

Make her drop to her toes

Bend it over, pick it up real slow, I

Do it baby, do it

Up that work, I snuck in the jacuzzi

In my bag, call me '06 Gucci

What's happenin'? Tryna make a movie?

Just touched down, feelin' like Luchi

Fuckin' on Teecha, fuckin' on Suzi

Don't discriminate with this uzi

She just wanna drink, do a little toosie

Beat it all day, beat it all night

I be on gorilla, goin' Kimbo Slice

I be with the killers, need to pay your fines

Try me once, you gon' pay with your life

All these dimes on me

What's your set? Bitch, throw it up

Heard you got a man, but he ain't like us

Your bitty bands ain't doin' enough

Know it's all on me

This might make you fall in love

Tellin' your friends you found the one

And I'm like "Who?", and I'm like "What?"

All this money on the floor

Ten racks, throw it up, watch how I do it

Make it drop to her toes

Bend it over, pick it up real slow, I

Do it baby, do it

Up that work, I snuck in the jacuzzi

In my bag, call me '06 Gucci

What's happenin'? Tryna make a movie?

You don't like it? That's your loss

Your opinion don't change the show cost

Let me know what these hoes cost

I ain't finna pay the whole cost

Throwin' so much money, you gon' need an audit

God in me, so anything you want, I got it

Southside, do or die, Chi-Town top five

Four, three, two, one, who am I?

Ye, that's Ye-Ye

Text a ho a hunnid K, Apple payday

If I show up where she work, I think she just might quit

I just bought my bitch a bitch, uh

Spendin' all this money like it's free to me

That shit fall off trees to me

We ain't even stress, we the new kings and sheiks

We done made a mess, they gon' have to clean for weeks

All this money on the floor (Yee)

Ten racks, throw it up, watch how I do it

Make her drop to her toes

Bend it over, pick it up real slow, I

Do it baby, do it

Up that work, I snuck in the jacuzzi

In my bag, call me '06 Gucci

What's happenin'? Tryna make a movie?

Do it, do it

She got the lil' fat, she finna lose it (She finna lose)

Fuck her from the back goin' stupid (Goin' stupid)

Pullin' out the tracks, she gotta glue it (She gotta glue it)

Eenie-meenie-miney-mo, she choosin' (She good)

Fuck her like I love her, I'm confusin' (I would)

She don't wanna go home, she refusin'

Hit it up the cherry bomb, that pussy purrin'

Top boy, I ain't the lil' one

Thugged out, bitch nigga better get a gun

I'm him on a B, I'm the biggest one

It's a opp in the party, I'm finna kill the fun

Yeah, you tellin' all the lies

Stay with the money, I'm with Yeezy and Dolla $ign

That pussy wet, you would've swore I ran a water line

The hoes love me 'cause I'm a water sign

All this money on the floor (4Hunnid)

Ten racks, throw it up, watch how I do it

Make her drop to her toes

Bend it over, pick it up real slow, I

Do it baby, do it

Up that work, I snuck in the jacuzzi

In my bag, call me '06 Gucci

What's happenin'? Tryna make a movie?

Paperwork lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Quavo)

Let me get my paper right

Then come out, let's play tonight

Let me get my paper right

Then come out, let's play tonight

Back on that for the paper (Soo)

Benjamin Frank, that's my neighbor (Ah)

Deep in the night, let's get dangerous (Thief)

We not the type to point fingers (Nah)

She took the pipe, now she famous (Slatt)

It's plenty paper in rotation (Woo)

Let's pick a private __cpLocation (Let's go)

It's a no relation vacation (Let's roll)

Went crazy, now let's go amazing

You could pick out your favorite purse (Yeah, yeah)

Bitch, better get your paper work

Back on that for the paper (Cash)

Back on that for the paper (Woo)

Back on that for the paper (Woo)

Back on that for the paper (Woo)

Puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta

Puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta

Baby chill, don't worry 'bout that

You don't need a real job

Forget about all the problems

You can go call your mama

Tell her you married to the mob

This one is a real vibe

Lay back enjoy the ride

Lay back enjoy the ride

Lay back enjoy the ride

Lay back enjoy the ride (Quavo)

Paying you, I'm late for work (Work)

My excuse, I pay for twerk (Twerk)

She prefer we play in Turks

It's a pay per view don't play with her (No)

Drunk off X, it was supposed to be percs

Let me get my paper right

Said she the voice, who she supposed to be, Durk?

Then come out, let's play tonight

How about I ask you this question first (Ooh, yeah, yah)

What you gon do for this baby birk'? (Okay, yeah)

She said it's giving, she's s'posed to serve (Okay, yeah)

I said, "What would you do if the roles reverse?"

She said, "You'll make mami late for work"

You'll make mami late for work

You'll make mami late for work

You'll make mami late for work

You'll make mami late for work

Burn lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign

Her body like the wild, wild west

What if you don't bow down? Yeah

Ridin' in the wind, God bless

She's an inferno

It's a hell of a time

Burnin' like a candlelight

Your love is dangerous

Your love is, my love is, our love is

Burnin' like a candlelight

Your love is dangerous (Are you not entertained?)

Your love is (Are you not entertained?), my love is, our love is

Who's not entertained by my pain?

Who ain't cash a check off my name?

When my campaign turned to canned pain

I burned eight billion to take off my chains

Burn, baby, burn, sometimes it hurts, I guess I never learned

To who it may concern, the CEO of the firm

Is now somewhere smoking sherm with Big Worm

Man, a couple wrong turns could fry you forever, it's a permanent burn

You charging for cookie, that's bang for your buck

If you kissin' on the mouth, you ain't charging enough

You heard I was flyin' 'em out, they was tryin' for clout, I was dyin' of gout

Man, the world gone mad, heard R. Kelly in the next Balenciaga ad

Burnin' like a candlelight (Burn)

Your love is dangerous

Your love is, my love is, our love is

Burnin' like a candlelight

Your love is dangerous

Your love is, my love is, our love is

Her body like the wild, wild west

What if you don't bow down? Yeah

Ridin' in the wind, God bless

She's an inferno

It's a hell of a time

Fuk Sumn lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Playboi Carti and Travis Scott)

Smokin' on a junt with my niggas drinkin' O.E

Stop off—, stop off at the liquor store, get your 'Gnac, then we headed for the Indo

Smokin' on a junt with my niggas drinkin' O.E

Stop off—, stop off at the liquor store, get your 'Gnac, then we headed for the Indo

I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now

That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now

I'm try-I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now

That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now

Shawty wanna fuck? Woah

I'ma let her hop on somethin'

Shawty wanna fuck? Woah

I'ma let her hop on somethin'

Shawty wanna fuck? Woah

I'ma let her hop on somethin'

Shawty wanna fuck? Woah

I'ma let her hop on somethin'

Uh, ooh, right, uh, now (Hol' up)

Shawty wanna fuck on me, I told her, "Let's go, uh, now" (Hol' up)

She asked me to nut on her face, she tryna show out

Miami, Bal Harbour, before I tote, uh, ah

I'm on the G6 brackin' shit with my pole, ha

All black Brabus truck, lookin' like my soldier with that, mmh

All of my vices team, gotta keep them close, they might jump out, uh

You not gon' stand a chance, we're clearin' that ho before we cool out

I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now

That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now

I'm try-I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now

That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now

Baby don't keep me up, yeah, keep me up

Don't wanna beat me up, yeah, beat me up

Baby don't keep me up, yeah, keep me up

Don't wanna beat me up, yeah, beat me up

We comin' down swervin', mmm

This the real, not a version

Even Jesus ain't marry a virgin

Now I can finally, I guess it's workin'

We comin' down swervin'

This the real, not a version

I don't care who you fucked, you a virgin to me

You a pervin' to me, baby, perfect to me

Hold my coat, hold my drink

On my own, come with me

Shawty wanna fuck on somethin'?

Fuck on me, suck on me, publicly (Yeah)

La Flame, baby, you on fire (La Flame)

La Flame, baby, you on fire

La Flame, baby, you on fire, (La Flame)

La Flame, baby, you on fire (Fire)

Yeah, she feelin' herself (Ooh-ooh), yeah, she feelin' on me (Yeah)

Only stuff I can give you is that one plus two is three (Ah)

Block the number, and that shit started with three some

Me not the threesome, we 'bout to have a mean one

I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now (Woo!)

Brown skin, but you know I had her creamin'

Janet Jackson by the way I had her screamin'

(Stop off at the liquor store, get your 'Gnac, then we headed for the Indo)

She hit the group chat, said "That nigga had me feining" (Ah)

I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now

That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now

I'm try-I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now

That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now

Shawty wanna fuck? Woah

I'ma let her hop on somethin'

Shawty wanna fuck? Woah

I'ma let her hop on somethin'

Shawty wanna fuck? Woah

I'ma let her hop on somethin'

Shawty wanna fuck? Woah

I'ma let her hop on somethin'

Beat me up (Ooh)

Vultures lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Bump J & Lil Durk)

All eyes is on me

Won't tell no lies, won't hold my tongue

Don't cry for me

(This Chicago, nigga)

(I want some Juice)

I don't have no rapper friends, I hang wit' The Vultures

Big-ass toaster, hit you with it, flip it over

Big ol' nigga, he's a big ol' goofy, Rudy Gobert

Jump off in that lane, you gon' get put on a poster

LaFerrari F8, Lamborghini Roadster

I turn ten bricks into twelve, them birds had a growth spurt

We gon' do some shoppin' later, I'ma need some throat first

I just got some head in a Ghost, then I ghost her

Yeah, yeah, out of here, your boyfriend a gopher

I see him out with her, I pretend like I don't know her

I can't do no features with you, nigga, it's a "No, sir"

Hardest nigga on Earth, I'm not really from Earth

We don't dial 9-1-1, I let off that chrome first

I put in my own work, better do your homework

I can hear that money callin', I pick up the first ring (Go, go)

What you gon' charge that old man for that pussy?

Girl, don't hurt me

Iced out all my scammer hoes, boost all they insurance up

Iced out all my ghetto hoes who turned into influencers

Smurkio, fuck that bitch and leave, I don't care who she fuck

Best shit out her closet, it's hot as hell, she got on Yeezy UGGS

I got moes with me, Bump out the feds, mean I got foes with me

You got goofies with you, before I do that, I keep some hoes with me

Askin' for my gun when I'm in Cali', nigga, this your city

Why you DM'in' my bitch actin' like we fuck? These hoes below-semi

Street niggas want ramen, I don't like calamari

Took her out that cheap shit, took her to Bvlgari

Never tell her, "Sorry," this car a Ferrari

Offset with this Cuban link, you think she was Cardi, go (This Chicago, nigga, go)

Three gang leaders with me all times

I don't know who I fucked last night, I got Alzheimer's

I don't know who them hoes is, man, they all lyin'

Brody, tell me who them hoes is, man, they all fine

Huntin' hooligans, and we with the foolishness

How I'm anti-Semitic? I just fucked a Jewish bitch

I just fucked Scooter's bitch and we ran her like Olympics

Got pregnant in the threesome, so whose baby is it?

Whose baby is it?

My niggas puttin' belt to ass, pull up with the switches

This ain't Jimmy Butler, but the heat got extensions

This ain't Columbine, but we came in with the trenches

She askin' me to aim for her neck, 'cause her boyfriend bought that necklace

With the trenches, precious, with the trenches

Fuck it, I scratched another nigga woman up off my checklist

With the trenches, I've been livin' reckless

I wish Takeoff wasn't there that night in Houston, Texas (With the trenches)

Wish I could bring G.Ca$$o back, that was my best friend

Chordz, I need you to give me somethin' big, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs

Skinny pants flow, tell the ho, "No, I don't wanna fuck"

She can suck-suck-suck it 'til she suck it dry

California nigga with some European freaks

Bad-ass bitch from the Middle E-E-E-East wanna lick on me

Stick on me, even though I got security

Even though she got a man, she know he ain't as pure as me, seriously

Soon as I get back, tradin' in my Urus for the Puro' keys

Couple grey hairs up in my beard, that's showin' my maturity, yeah

Ayy, shoutout to my symphony

9th Ave, Spaced Out, we did that shit so differently and brilliantly

Dolla $ign, Iggy, and we birth YG

Fades in the backyard, no talkin', take flight instantly

Ayy, Nate 3D, boot up my nigga, James Koo

My nigga, that's D.R.U.G.$

She snortin' that P out the D

She want me to put some of this coke in her butt, ugh

She Russian, I beat up the pussy for Ukraine

Bought her a bag and I filled it with loose change

Just like my exes, she told me that, "You changed," yeah, yeah, yeah

Dolla'd done rather be fuckin' it up

Still screamin', "Free TC, Melly, and Thug"

Fuck the police, the DA, and the judge

Way out in Saudi, I found me a plug

Don't wanna go out, she'd rather do drugs

Can't be my main if we met in the club, ooh

Give me somethin', bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs

Look it here, ho, I don't wanna fuck

Here's a buck, but a buck, buck, buck

I'm shootin', game to light that

Give me somethin', bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs

Look it here, ho, I don't wanna fuck

Here's a buck, but a buck, buck, buck

I'm shootin', game to light that

Game to light that—

Game to light that—

Game to light that—

Game to light that—

Game to light that—

Carnival lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Rich The Kid & Playboi Carti)

Go, go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honor roll

She'll ride the dick like a carnival

I done did the impossible

Go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honor roll

She'll ride the dick like a carnival

I done did the impossible

Ha, ha, ha, schyeah

Way too rich to drive a Rove'

Made a milli' off the stove

She like to put it in her nose

Pretty bitch with white toes

I done put on all the bros

I done fucked her in the Rolls (Hahahahahaha)

I done pulled up in the Ghost

I done reached all my goals

Yeah, yeah, pulled up with Yeezy and Dolla $ign

I'm all about business, I'm mindin' mine

Pull up in the trenches like Columbine

Pull up with the rocket like Numbuh 9

I don't want your hoes

Young nigga, reach all the goals

Let her suck the dick, said she was a pro

If she scrape with teeth, I'ma tell her to go

Go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honor roll

She'll ride the dick like a carnival

I done did the impossible

Go, go, go, go (Ha, ha)

Head so good, she a honor roll

She'll ride the dick like a carnival

I done did the impossible (Dolla $ign)

She ride it like she's flex

We turn up to the max

I whop her from the back

I gave that bitch a cramp

They love me out in France

In the hood, I'm good, I'm stamped

Everyday I dress all black

For a show, nine hundred racks

For the East Coast I'll double that

On my neck, a bubble bath

On my wrist, new Cadillac

Cut her off, don't want her back

Little bitch, I'm a superstar

These hoes wanna fuck my car

My dawg put a nigga in park

Gotta watch out for the narcs, ayy

(I am Iron Man)

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

This that Game of Thrones, Yeezy, not the clones

Elon, where my rocketship? It's time to go home

They served us the porn (Ha) since the day we was born (Ha)

Anybody pissed off (Ha), gotta make 'em drink the urine (Ha)

Now I'm Ye-Kelly, bitch (Ha), now, I'm Bill Cosby, bitch (Ha)

Now, I'm Puff Daddy rich (Ha), that's "#MeToo me" rich (Ha)

Why she say she sucked my dick? (Ha) Then she say she ain't sucked my dick (Ha)

She gon' take it up the ass (Ha), like a ventriloquist (Ha)

I made six Taylor Swift (Ha)

Since I had the Rollie on the wrist (Ha)

I'm the new Jesus, bitch (Ha), I turn water to crist (Ha)

This what, what they did to Chris (Ha), they can't do shit with this (Ha)

Got my kids in a fake school (Ha), we ain't— (Ha, ha, ha)

Go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honor roll

She'll ride the dick like a carnival (Schyeah)

I done did the impossible (Schyeah)

Go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honor roll (Ha)

She'll ride the dick like a carnival (Ha)

I done did the impossible (Ha)

She ride the dick like a carnival

Bend her over, havin' flashbacks, she gon' eat me up like a carnivore

It's the way I pop my shit, the hoes not ready, I'm goin' barnacles

Movin', I feel like I'm Jason, can't get arrested, I make 'em stomp, oh

She want a private section, roll off them X's when I'm on Melrose

She tatted my name on her titties, yeah, you can bust it but it's a borrow

Hol' up, sittin' back, countin' up dubs, I was raised in the borough

She wanna taste it, checkin' the swag today, ho, come back tomorrow

If you know what I know, hide your ho

Just off the facts, we havin' them hunchos

Runnin' around in the lobby, I know that they tired of me, havin' like ten hoes

She need some credentials just to be presidential, hol' up, hol' up

I'm 'bout to buy her some dentures, make that ho eat me for dinner, woah, woah

Pain all in my eyes, I can't see, uh

I'm 'bout to jump out my body, I'm ready to leap, uh

I'm 'bout to nut on her body and tell the ho, "Leave", 'kay

Fifty mill' stuffed in the bag, tell the whole gang, "Eat", uh

It's Ye and Barti, tell me, who fuckin' with we?

I'm hot like Tha Carter, I'm feelin' that ho on my sleeve

Dollar signs all in my dreams, I don't never see Z's, woah (Woah-woah)

That swag cover my body like it's a disease, woah (Woah-woah)

Woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah

Go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honor roll

She'll ride the dick like a carnival

I done did the impossible

Go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honor roll

She'll ride the dick like a carnival

I done did the impossible

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Beg Forgiveness lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Chris Brown)

You've gone too far

You've gone too far and you should hang your head in shame

For these wounds, I cannot stay, you've gone too far

You've gone too far

Wide awake and I can hear my heartbeat

Hope it cradles me and rocks my heart to sleep

Protector in the light and a stranger in the dark

And you don't say anything more

Bound by suffocating secrets I must keep

You've gone too far

You've gone too far and you should hang your head in shame

For these wounds, I cannot stay, you've gone too far

You've gone too far

Sum of all the parts that you have taken

Are a fraction of the parts that make me whole

For he was stronger than I was

But it's strength you can't sustain

Do not come to give me counsel

You should beg forgiveness of me

You should beg forgiveness

You should beg forgiveness

You should beg forgiveness

You should beg forgiveness of me

Wide awake and I can hear my heartbeat

Hope it cradles me and rocks my heart to sleep

Protector in the light and a stranger in the dark

And he don't say anything more

Bound by suffocating secrets I must keep

You've gone too far

You've gone too far and you should hang your head in shame

For these wounds, I cannot stay, you've gone too far

You've gone too far

Sum of all the parts that you have taken

Are a fraction of the parts that make me whole

For he was stronger than I was

But it's strength you can't sustain

Do not come to give me counsel

You should beg forgiveness of me

You should beg forgiveness

You should beg forgiveness

You should beg forgiveness

You should beg forgiveness of me

Fuck it up one time

I know what you want, I'm readin' the signs

Don't let your moment pass you by

Don't let your moment pass you by

Had to go in my whole life

A hundred percent covered in ice

Put down your phone, cut off the lights

Lights, cut off the lights, covered in ice

And if I go tonight, know that I lived a lovely life

Just make sure my kids are right and it is alright

And if I go tonight, just know I lived a lovely life

Tell my kids to live they life how they wanna live they life

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness

Beg forgiveness

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness

Beg forgiveness

Say you wanna make amends before I go

Now you wanna put your heart on the line

God knows the way you are

I will wait, I will wait, I will wait, I will wait

I will wait, I will wait, I will wait, I will wait

I will wait, don't wait, I will wait, I will wait

I will wait, I will wait, I will wait

Now you wanna be so sad

Wanna be with me so bad after driving me so mad

Yeah, you know, I'm still suffocating on your every lie

Yeah, you know, I'm still wakin' up with murder on my mind

Yeah, you know, I'm still suffocating on your every lie

Yeah, you know, I'm still wakin' up with murder on my mind, and you know

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness (Oh-ah-ah)

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness (Oh-ah-ah)

Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness (Oh-ah-ah)

Beg forgiveness (Oh-ah-ah)

Good (Don't Die) lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign

(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)

In the dark of night, these thoughts of mine keep me up all night

Got my heart on ice, don't die, don't die

(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)

On this hopeless night, came a thousand miles to see you smile tonight

Your smile tonight

Oh, smile for me tonight (Ooh)

Got my heart on ice, don't die, don't die

(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)

Just one more time, don't die, don't die, please

In the dark of night, these thoughts of mine keep me up all night

Got my heart on ice, don't die, don't die

(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)

On this hopeless night, came a thousand miles to see you smile tonight

Your smile tonight

Oh, smile for me tonight (Ooh)

Got my heart on ice, don't die, don't die

(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)

Just one more time, don't die, don't die, please (Ooh)

Don't die, don't die (Ooh-ooh)

Don't die, don't die (Ooh-ooh)

Problematic lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign

I feel like I beat a murder, murder

Fuckin' on a B you never heard of, heard of

(Visible and invisible)

That Pope like the leader of the Vati-can

He do it again

Everything I do they do, guess Yeezy set the trend

And we in this bitch again, time to get rich again (Throw your motherfuckin' hands)

They lookin' like prey, I guess that's why they praying

And when you flyin' private, it can't be no delayin'

When I speak my mind, it's gon' be some lawsuits and furniture movin'

I gotta haul through, like when you be movin'

I gotta fly to Japan just to be secluded

They did no damage, would I give 'em no chances?

Even if they get a chance, here's panic like they know Spanish

How I brand all of these clothes?

How every tantrum I throw make an anthem for hoes?

This my life, not a quote

I feel like I beat a murder, murder

Fuckin' on a B you never heard of, heard of

(Visible and invisible)

I'ma take all my baldies to Giorgio Baldi's

Throw my dick a party

Your dress code upscale

Used to shop at Aldi's

I ran up some numbers

Now I got what ya all need

Give your homegirl the boric acid

Save the summer

New abs, she dropping fast, it's time to come up

Blackout

Passin' out and then she wakin' up gorgeous

I'm not racist, it's a preference

And my bitch lookin' like a reference

Throw them, make them moves like a referee

Come get on your knees, shawty, I got needs

She a loud mouth

I need to sign a seal

A couple brand new deals

Gotta get this shit off my chest

I got some shit to spill

Passin' out NDA's

They can deal with it after

I just fucked the world raw, she need a morning after

And in the morning after

And I quote, "It's only one G.O.A.T," let you had your fun though

Run the block like Mutombo, you had it on loan

Every day in New Jersey

On my way to New York

I was late to every meeting in my Queens tunnel

But all the hoes in Hoboken know

If I seen you outside with the open-toes

You might get you a trip to the Poconos

You might have to tell your man a Pinocchio

That was a jokey-joke

That wasn't nowhere near as funny when you brokey-broke

Crying in high school over a high school bitch

And she still in the dark taking night school, bitch

Look at how we made it like we Mike WiLL bitch

Wish somebody woulda warned us

When I was fifteen, my soulmate wasn't born yet

African king in a different time

We got multiple wives too, just at different times

Picture this, if every room got a different bitch

Do that make me a po-nigga-mist?

Without the deals, I guarantee I'm still nigga rich

Shit is fucking ridiculous

King lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign

After everything said, huh, man, man

After everything said, huh, man, man

"Crazy, bipolar, antisemite"

And I'm still the king

Still the king, still the—

They thought headlines was my kryptonite

Still the king, still the king

It's what y'all all been waitin' for, huh?

Guess a real nigga couldn't take no more, huh

Niggas mad 'cause they can't talk to Ye no more, huh

It was FucksGivin' now it ain't no more, huh

If you ain't mean it, what you say it for, huh?

She just wanna fuck at the Bottega store, huh

When she suck me off, I should be payin' more, huh

I take her to my bitch 'cause she actin' like a slut

Bring four sluts right now

Shut the Hell up 'fore you get exiled

And, I'm still, "Crazy, bipolar, antisemite"

And I'm still the king

They thought headlines was my kryptonite, bitch

I'm still the king, I'm still the king

Paparazzi love me, they show up to everything

I can pay you double, let me put you on the team

White castle to entire castles, we did everything

Sold out every stadium that we got every week

I don't give a— Uh-uh, ooh

Why do the king?

All that word of mouth couldn't take me out, huh?

After all of that, your kids in the house goin' crazy

'Cause I'm still the king

Still the king

Still the king

Deadlines, I gave a shit, like—

Still the king

Still the king

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