โหลดเพลง mp3 Pt. 2 - Kanye West

Father Stretch My Hands, Pt. 2 - Kanye West/Desiigner
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Ohhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhh
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 pass 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

I got broads in atlanta

Twisting d**e 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 killers 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**ch ni**a pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me
I just want to feel liberated I I I

I just want to feel liberated I I I

Taking all the stacks oh

I got broads in atlanta
Twist the d**e 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 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 killing on camera

How can I find you
Who do you turn to
How do I bind you
If I don't turn to you
No other help I know I stretch my hands