Jay-Z Ft. Kanye West Otis Lyrics

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Jay-Z Ft. Kanye West Otis Lyrics

[Otis Redding]
It makes it easier, easier to bear
You won’t regret it, no, no
No, girl they won’t forget it
Love is their home
Happiness yeah
Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her, don’t tease her
Never leave her…

[Jay-Z]
Sounds so soulful don’t you agree
I invented swag
Poppin bottles putting supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back
Truth: new watch alert, Hublot’s
Or the big face Rollie I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back
See my cut through the holes

[Kanye West]
Damn Yeezy and Hov,
Where the hell ya been?
Niggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond ‘em
Now I’m bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
They say I’m crazy, well, I’m ’bout to go dumb again
They aint see me cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch another ‘gain

[Jay-Z]
Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
I’m ’bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live form the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450 I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everythings for sale, I got 5 passports
I’m never going to jail
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[Kanye West]
I made “Jesus Walks” I’m never going to hell
Couture level flow, it’s never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain’t ‘customed to going through Customs, you ain’t been nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got ‘em showing off
I’m done, I hit ya up mana-naaaa!

[Jay-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes, wit’ no benefits
Not bad huh? For some immigrants
Build your fences, we diggin’ tunnels
Can’t you see? We gettin’ money up under you

[Kanye]
Can’t you see the private jets flyin’ over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read “What would Hova do?”
Jay is chillin’, ‘Ye is chillin’
What more can I say? We killin’ ‘em
Hold up, before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can’t change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne

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Jay-Z x Kanye West - Otis Lyrics

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Jay-Z x Kanye West - Otis Lyrics

[otis redding]
it makes it easier, easier to bear
you won’t be ready, no, no
no, girl they won’t forget it
love is their home
happiness yeah
sq-sq-sq-squeeze her, don’t tease her
never leave her…

[jay-z]
sounds so soulful don’t you agree
i invented swag
poppin bottles putting supermodels in the cab
proof
i guess i got my swagger back
truth: new watch alert, hublot’s
or the big face rollie i got two of those
arm out the window through the city i maneuver slow
cock back, snap back
see my cut through the holes

[kanye west]
damn yeezy and hov,
where the hell ya been?
niggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen
i adopted these niggas, phillip drummond ‘em
now i’m bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
they say i’m crazy, well, i’m ’bout to go dumb again
they aint see me cause i pulled up in my other benz
last week i was in my other other benz
throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch and up again

[jay-z]
photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
i’m ’bout to call the paparazzi on myself
uh, live form the mercer
run up on yeezy the wrong way, i might murk ya
flee in the g450 i might surface
political refugee, asylum can be purchased
uh, everythings for sale, i got 5 passports
i’m never going to jail
http://www.hiphoplyrics.info/2011/07/jay-z-x-kanye-west-otis-lyrics.html
[kanye west]
i made “jesus walks” i’m never going to hell
couture level flow, it’s never going on sale
luxury rap, the hermes of verses
sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
i get it custom, you a customer
you ain’t ‘customed to going through customs, you ain’t been nowhere, huh?
and all the ladies in the house, got ‘em showing off
i’m done, i hit ya up mana-naaaa!

[jay-z]
welcome to havana
smoking cubanos with castro in cabanas
viva mexico, cubano
dominicano, all the plugs that i know
driving benzes, wit’ no benefits
not bad huh? for some immigrants
build your fences, we diggin’ tunnels
can’t you see? we gettin’ money up under you

[kanye]
can’t you see the private jets flyin’ over you?
maybach bumper sticker read “what would hova do?”
jay is chillin’, ‘ye is chillin’
what more can i say? we killin’ ‘em
hold up, before we end this campaign
as you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
lord, please let them accept the things they can’t change
and pray that all of their pain be champagne

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Kanye West Devil In A New Dress

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Kanye West Devil In A New Dress

[Kanye West]
I love it though
I love it though

[Chorus]
Uh put your hands to the constellations
they way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I’m preaching to the congregation
we love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan

I mean a n-gga did a lot of waiting
we aint married but tonight I need some consummation

[Kanye West - Verse 1]
may the Lord forgive us
may the God’s be with us
and that magic hour I seen good christians make rash decisions
oh she do it, what happened to Religion?
oh she lose it
she putting on her make up
she casually allure
text message break up, the casualty of tour
how she gone wake up and not love me no more
I thought I was the ass hole, I guess it’s rubbing off
hood phenomenom, the Lebron of rhyme
hard to be humble when you stuntin on a jumbotron
I’m looking at her like “this what you really want it, huh?”
what we argue anyway, oh I forgot its summertime
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[Chorus]

(satan, satan, satan)

[Kanye West - Verse 2]
When the sun go down its the magic hour
the magic hour
and outta all the colours that are still up the skies
you got green on your mind
I can see it in your eyes
why you standing there with your face screwed up
don’t leave while your hot that’s how Mase screwed up
throwing sh-t around, the whole place screwed up
maybe I should call Mase so that he could pray for us
I hit the Jamaican spot, at the bar, take a seat
I ordered you jerk, she said “you are what you eat”
you see I always loved your sense of humour
but tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was
the Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme thats Dior Homme not Dior homie
the crib scarface couldn’t be more Tony
you love me for me could you be more phoney

[Chorus]
Uh put your hands to the constellations
they way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
haven’t said a word, haven’t said a word
to me this evening
Cat got your tongue?

Kanye West Lyrics Devil In A New Dress

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Kanye West Monster

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Kanye West Monster Lyrics

[Bon Iver]
I shoot the lights out
Hide til its bright out
Whoa, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?

[Rick Ross]
Bitch I’m a monster no good blood sucker
Fat muthaf-cker now look who’s in trouble
As you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles
Kanye West sample, here’s one for example

[Chorus]
Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I’m a muthaf-cking monster)
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I’m a muthaf-cking monster
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

The best living or dead hands down huh?
Less talk more head right now huh?
And my eyes more red than the devil is
And I’m bout to take it to another level bitch
There you go again, aint nobody as cold as this
Do the rap and the track tripled up and no assist
But my only focus is staying on some bogus sh-t
Argue with my older bitch acting like I owe her sh-t
I heard the people sayin raps are gettin trap mayne
Bought the chain that always give me back pain
F-ckin up my money so yeh I had to act sane
Chi n-gga but he’s hold of his accent
She came up to me and said this the number 2
If you wanna make it number one your number 2 now
This that goose an’ malibu I call it Malibooya
God damn Yeezy How I hit em with the new style
Know that muthaf-cker well, what you gon do now
Whatever ever I wanna do, gosh its cool now
Nah gonna do, uhh its a new now
Think yo muthaf-cker really reall need to cool down
Cause you will never get on top off this
So mommy best advice is to get on top of this
Have you ever had sex with a pharoah
I put the p-ssy in a sarcophagus
Now she claiming I bruise her esophagus
Head of the class and she just want a swallowship
I’m living the future so the presence is my past
My presence is a present kiss my ass
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[Kanye West - Chorus]
Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I’m a muthaf-cking monster)
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I’m a muthaf-cking monster
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

[Jay-Z]
Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong
Lochness, Goblin, Ghoul, a zombie with no conscience
Question what do all these things have in common
Everybody knows I’m a muthaf-cking monster
Conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense
None of you n-ggas know where the swamp is
None of you n-ggas have seen the carnage that I’ve seen
I still here fiends scream in my dream
Murder murder in black convertibles
I kill a block I murder avenues
Rape and pillage a village, women and children
Everybody wanna know what my achilles heel is
LOVE I dont get enough of it
All I get is these vampires and blood suckers
All I see is these n-ggas I’ve made millionnaires
Milling about, spilling there feelings in the air (shot at Beanie?)
All I see is these fake f-cks with no fangs
Tryna draw blood with my ice cold veins
I smell a massacre
Seems to be the only way to back you bastards up

[Chorus]
Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I’m a muthaf-cking monster)
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I’m a muthaf-cking monster
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

[Nicki Minaj]
Pull up in the monster
Automobile gangster
With a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka
Yeah I’m in that Tonka, colour of Willy Wonka
You could be the King but watch the Queen conquer
Ok first things first I’ll eat your brains
Then I’mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
Casue that’s what a muthaf-cking monster do
Hairdresser from milan, thats what monster do
Monster Giuseppe heel that’s the monster shoe
Young money is the roster and the monster crew
And I’m all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face
And if I’m fake I aint notice cause my money aint
So let me get this straight wait I’m the rookie
But my features and my shows ten times your pay
50k for a verse no album out!
Yeah my money’s so tall that my barbie’s gotta climb it
Hotter than a middle eastern climate
Find it 20 mataran dutty whine it
While it, nicki on a pit while I sign it
How these n-ggas so one-track minded
But really really I don’t give a F-U-C-K
Forget barbie f-ck nicki she’s fake
She’s on a diet but my pockets eating cheese cake
And I’ll say boy the Chucky is Child’s play
Just killed another career it’s a mild day
Besides ‘Ye they can’t stand besides me
I think me, you and (?) menage friday
Pink wig thick ass give em whip lash
I think big get cash make em blink fast
Now look at what you just saw I think this is what you live for
Aaahhhh, I’m a muthaf-cking monster!

[Bon Iver]
I-I crossed the line-line
And I’ll-I’ll let God decide-cide
I-I wouldn’t last these shows
So I-I am headed home
(repeated)

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Kanye West - Lost In The World

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Kanye West - Lost In The World Lyrics

I'm lost in the woods,
I'm out of my mind,
And if I Go,
To slow down some,
I'm lost in the woods,
I'm out of my mind,
If I'm going to still,
Slow down the time,
I'm lost in the woods,
I'm down on my line,
I'm building a city,
Down the tide,
I'm lost in the world,
I'm down my whole tide,
I'm losing the city,
And im down for the time,
Down for the time say shes down for the night,
I'm never lonely no,
Down for the time,
I'm lost in the world,
I'm down for the time,
I'm new to the city,
Down for the night x3

Your my devil,your my angel
Your my heaven, your my hell,
You're my now, you're my forever,
You're my freedom, your my jail,
You're my lies your my truth,
You're my war you're my truce
Your my questions your my proof
Your my stress your mama's shoes
Mama say mama say mama gos-an
Lost in this plastic light,
Let's break out of this fake ass party,
And turn this into a classic night,
If we die in each others arms,
We'll get layed in that afterlife,
And if we die in each others arms,
We still get layed yea,
I'm lost in the woods,
Running for my life,
I'm down on my mind,
I'm new to the city,

http://www.hiphoplyrics.info/2011/07/kanye-west-lost-in-world-lyrics.html

Down for the night,
I'm lost in the world,
I'm down on my mind,
Im new to the city,
And im down for the night,
Down for the night [x3]
Ya oh wow [x5]
Who will survive in America?[x4]
I'm lost in the world,
I'm down on my mind,
I'm new to the city,
Down for the night,
I'm lost in the world,
I'm down on my mind,
Im new to the city,
And im down for the night,
Down for the night [x3]

[Drums]
Hey oh wow oh [x5]
Woahwoah [x2]

Alright I'm gonna have you do on the sideline,
And the new words held are revolution,
And people don't want to hear the preachers spill or squeal,
And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey,
Youngsters who were programmed to keep fucking up,
Thinking Paul revere and mat turner as the good guys,
America stripped from bed and we had not opened up our eyes,

The signs of truth are tattooed upon our vagina,
We learned to our amazement the untold tale of scandal,
2 long centuries in a rusty vault hosed down daily with gagging perfume,
America was a bastard a illegitimate daughter of the mother country whose legs were spread around the world and a rape as known as freedom,
Democracy liberty and justice were code words, for the (bubbling x4)
In the mother countries crotch,
What does Webster say about soul?
All I want is a good home and a wife and kids,
And some food to feed them every night.
After all is said and done,
Build a new route to china if they'll have you
Who will survive in America? [x5]

Kanye West Lyrics Lost In The World

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Katy Perry Ft. Dwaine & Kanye West - ET Remix

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Katy Perry Ft. Dwaine & Kanye West - ET Remix Lyrics

[kanye west]
i got a dirty mind
i got filthy ways
i’m tryna bath my ape in your milky way
i’m a legend, i’m irreverent
i be reverand
i be so fa-a-ar up, we don’t give a f-f-f-f-ck
welcome to the danger zone
step into the fantasy
you are not invited to the otherside of sanity
they calling me an alien
a big headed astronaut
maybe it’s because your boy yeezy get ass a lot

[katy perry]
you’re so hypnotizing
could you be the devil
could you be an angel

your touch magnetizing
feels like i am floating
leaves my body glowing

they say be afraid
you’re not like the others
futuristic lover
different dna
they don’t understand you
http://www.hiphoplyrics.info/2011/06/katy-perry-ft-dwaine-kanye-west-et.html
your from a whole other world
a different dimension
you open my eyes
and i’m ready to go
lead me into the light

kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me
infect me with your love and
fill me with your poison

take me, ta-ta-take me
wanna be a victim
ready for abduction

boy, you’re an alien
your touch so foreign
it’s supernatural
extraterrestrial

your so supersonic
wanna feel your powers
stun me with your lasers
your kiss is cosmic
every move is magic

your from a whole other world
a different dimension
you open my eyes
and i’m ready to go
lead me into the light

kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me
infect me with your love and
fill me with your poison

take me, ta-ta-take me
wanna be a victim
ready for abduction

boy, you’re an alien
your touch so foreign
it’s supernatural
extraterrestrial

[kanye west]
i know a bar out in mars
where they driving spaceships instead of cars
cop a prada spacesuit about the stars
getting stupid ass straight out the jar
pockets on shrek, rockets on deck
tell me what’s next, alien sex
i’ma disrobe you, than i’mma probe you
see i abducted you, so i tell ya what to do
i tell ya what to do, what to do, what to do

[katy perry]
kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me
infect me with your love and
fill me with your poison

take me, ta-ta-take me
wanna be a victim
ready for abduction

boy, you’re an alien
your touch so foreign
it’s supernatural
extraterrestrial

extraterrestrial
extraterrestrial

boy

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Kanye West - Touch It Lyrics

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Kanye West - Touch It Lyrics

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Get low Bus

Who be the King of the Sound?
Busta Bus back to just put a lock on a town
Lot of my ****** be comin’ from miles around
See they be comin’ ’cause they know how the God get down

Turn it up

Now you know who holdin’ the throne, so gimme the crown
****** solutin’ and tryin’ to give me a pound
I don’t really **** with you ******, you ****** is clown
Makin’ the ******* strippin’, throw they **** on the ground

Get low Bus

Now that’s the way that it goes
When we up in the spot, the *** be flooded with hoes
See, we a make it hot, the chicks will come out their clothes
That’s when you get it, mami already know, I suppose

Turn it up

Shorty wildin’ and shorty open, she beastin’ it out
For the record, just a second, I’m freakin’ it out
While she tryin’ to touch, see, I was peepin’ it out
She turned around and was tryin’ to put my **** in her mouth
I let her
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Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Get low Bus

And as we started, got me ringing her bell
When I come I be doin’ it and doin’ it well
Then I beat up the ******* and be makin’ it swell
Tryin’ to hide the smell of the sex, spraying on the Chanel

Turn it up

Then they tried to walk with a strut, so no one could tell
How a ***** got in they ****, made everything jail
Now the tickle wild like a nut, she blowin’ my cell
Can’t get enough of the kid, I put her under my spell

Get low Bus

It’s crowded mami, move it along
If you know you ’bout it then get to removin’ your thong
To the whip in back of the truck that’s where you belong
After the Yac, see the type of raunchy ****, they be on

Turn it up

Street ****** respect it because my movement is strong
‘Cause we consistently reppin’, see my money is long
All my ****** is with me, see how they singin’ the song
Plus how we give you the stick and we be ******* along

I let her

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Get low Bus

The God of the black, see that I’m back
Every single time that I drop, the **** is a wrap
For the ****** hatin’ the kid, I’m close to strap
‘Cause all these ****** wanna come talk to sit on my lap

Turn it up
Everytime I give you bang **** to knock in your whip
***** always do his thing, ***** lockin’ the strip
Lot of mami’s is dancin’ and they shakin’ they hips
After that they get low and put the thing on their lips

I let them

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it

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Kanye West - Don’t Stop

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Kanye West - Don’t Stop Lyrics

[Pharrell]
Explain yourself, how you sound like me?
the muthaf-cking skateboard P
knowing that your mee lo
playing games like you’re cee-lo
in a tight situation like speedo’s
you can have it your way like Carlito
my n-gga will be happy to give you torpedos
and have you car twisted like a blunt
for you faggot ass n-ggas that like to front
I’m on some BBC bape sh-t
Im on some cake sh-t
in the kitchen with the heat making beats in my apron
you hating and you want to erase it
close your eyes when you know you can’t take it
my flow interupts your homeostasis
I Rolls Royce it on a regular basis
you talk street sh-t it sound like sweet sh-t
straight liquorice you n-ggas sound ticklish
80k large for the Hermes dream
coke n crop in all your magazines
hunger strike yourself, look like Celine
Dion, me and my n-ggas like frion
you b-tches on my pecan b-tch
she got an ass you can eat on
try to play tough like the leather on a Vuitton
I hit it til I could seat on
try to get her freak on
ask me to R Kelly ya and get pee’d on
I said it aint me maam
that 8 behind me still got the burner
yes the enzo is stilll black like Sojourner
truth, I mighta just loosened a tooth
spittin’ what I did in the booth
I’m out, pooof!

[Lupe Fiasco]
Carrera, raised in a teenage mutant ninja turtle era
waanna bear n tell the truth, I dare ya
ya lie, so eat these whole bottle of these jalapeno peppers
for terror made in america too live
f-ck the property or give me my props properly
high off life this high technology, DeVry
I rep Muhammad Ali more like rapology
my policy’s not to be dishonestly deprived
so gimme that, gimme that, keep going
where my city at, I’m like steak and fries but never die
they wanna Ghostface wanna be me
but they will post haste follow me into the after life
that means you going right after I’ve
but I’m the hero sort of like Jack Sparrow
so some way some how I have survived
ha ha surprised
who is he that we see coming over the tides
in a speed boat, boat load of pride
Fall of Rome, dress shirted and mastermind tie
he what happens when rappping and fashion collide
so OMG is the “C” from the C-R-S LOL’ing at you haters
tell your BFF’s like

[Kanye West]
Yes, MR West turn that new child rebel
loud as a badass child level
who need a chorus we through with a tyrannosaurus
tyrone it’s been a year with no phone
could you explain how high is your zone
we’ll take the plane rub his nose in cocaine
there’s hoes in magazines you lame sayin you lame
and for the hate in advance, pull down your pants
make ‘em kiss both cheeks like we living in France
Diamonds blue, business manager’s Jewish
and if I get sued my lawyers Jews
some girls do, grab the cojones
say you got enough diamonds to at least Sierra Loan-us
brand new ferrari’s I gotta make the donuts
C-R-S is like a hip hop Chris’s bonus
n-ggas is hating on the internet I couldn’t tell
I was too busy rapping GOOD as hell
I was too busy flying, parasail!
tell collect to get the new sh-t that Paris sell
Tarantino, Da Vinci, gettin’ Benji’s, get half off Fendi
half of that’s to Cindy’s
hoped out the spaceship on my Mork and Mindy
popped too many corks to let you dork’s offend me
props in New York but Chi town’s the city
get my city hoochie’s Gucci, Monica Bellucci’s
are those the real millionnaires or the bendi’s?
I’m so ultra I’m even over Oprah
but let me check your account, haha no sir

Don’t stop, dont stop…

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La Roux feat Kanye West - In For The Kill

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La Roux feat Kanye West - In For The Kill Lyrics

[La Roux]
We can fight our desires
But when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Whether we like it or not
They say we can love who we trust
But what is love without lust?
Two hearts with accurate devotions
And what are feelings without emotions?

Chorus
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand
(x2)

[Kanye West]
I’m going in and I’ma go hard
I mean whats the point if it aint no scars
a little teeth marks
blood on the collar
thats real love …..
she said, ugh
how could you love someone that hurt you, played you, spoke to provoke you?
how could you love someone that burns you, turns you into a werewolf?
and in the moment you might do some things you’re not aware of
no-ones prepared for the scale of this (?)
and more and more more more drama looking for a score
state you’re looking for a tour
her allure’s more couture, tailor-made
til you screams in rage
I mean uhhhhhm breaking out the damn cage
hannibal lector, my ugh american pyscho
an iller version of ike yo
the thriller version of Michael
my recital is as bright as the light show at the Eiffel
a werewolf up in Paris, Im living off your vitals
I mean I’ll be you’re con man, I’ll be you’re damn liar
lets start the interview, I’ll be your vampire
I gotta feel ya, bite ya neck to get familiar
and if ya die, guess what? I’ll f-cking kill ya
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Chorus
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand
(x2)

[La Roux]
Let’s go to war
To make peace
Let’s be cold
To create heat
I hope in darkness
We can see
And you’re not blinded by the light from me

Chorus
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand
(x2)

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