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Kanye West – Wouldn’t Leave Lyrics

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I don’t feel that she’s mine enough
God, I feel I couldn’t have you whine enough
Butterfly in my wrist, you make me run out of my skin
And I don’t feel like

[Refrain]
And I know you wouldn’t leave

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
They say, “Build your own”—I said, “How, Sway?”
I said, “Slavery a choice”—they said, “How, ‘Ye?”
Just imagine if they caught me on a wild day
Now I’m on fifty blogs gettin’ fifty calls
My wife callin’, screamin’, say, “We ’bout to lose it all!”
Had to calm her down ’cause she couldn’t breathe
Told her she could leave me now, but she wouldn’t leave

[Refrain]
And I know you wouldn’t leave

[Bridge: Jeremih]
When some things frees
We doin’ such things
We could wait longer than this
Yes, you know, yeah, believe
We can run up on the top-top, yeah
And the sundress thing, ohhh

[Refrain]
And I know you wouldn’t leave

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Oh, don’t bring that up, that’s gon’ get me sentimental
You know I’m sensitive, I got a gentle mental
Every time something happen, they want me sent to mental
We had an incident but I cover incidentals
You want me working on my messaging
When I’m thinkin’ like George Jetson but sounding like George Jefferson
Then they questioning my methods then
If you tweakin’ out on my texts again then I don’t get reception here
I got the mind state to take us past the stratosphere
I use the same attitude that done got us here
I live for now, I don’t know what happen after here
I live for now, I don’t know what happen after here
Plus, what was meant to be was meant to be
Even if, publicly, I lack the empathy
I ain’t finna talk about it, ‘nother four centuries
One and one is two but me and you, that’s infinity

[Refrain]
And I know you wouldn’t leave

[Chorus: Choir, PARTYNEXTDOOR & Ty Dolla $ign]
I don’t feel that she’s mine enough
God, I feel I couldn’t have you whine enough
Butterfly in my wrist
You make me run out of my skin (run out of my skin)
And I don’t feel like (uhh)
And I know you wouldn’t leave (love me or hate me)

[Outro: Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign]
For any guy that ever fucked up (love me or hate me)
Ever embarrassed they girl (love me or hate me)
Ever embarrassed they wife (gone when you miss me)
She told you not to do that shit (ohh)
She told you you’s gon’ fuck the money up
But you ain’t wanna listen, did you?
Keep that same energy
Keep that same energy
Now you testing her loyalty
This what they mean when they say
“For better or for worse”, huh?
For every down female that stuck with they dude
Through the best times, through the worst times
This for you

[Refrain]
And I know you wouldn’t leave

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Curren$y – Pegasus (Jet Life Remix)

[Hook: Big Krit (2x)]
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Talking jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Hood niggas they die young
Real niggas they die rich
Life’s a slut, dirty ho
Either way I can’t bitch
Kick back with 3 females
Pouring shots in front getting details
Said presidents in that presidential
Big face and that’s detail
Whole thing that’s wholesale
Kush louder than a doorbell
Popped up in your town
With the whole floor of the hotel
Trump Towers I’m sky high
One wish I die high
Gold casket when they carry me
Don’t cry when they bury me
Foreign whips got no tops
Louis loafers got no socks
Can’t sleep without the cameras on
Under both pillows got both Glocks
Condo’s on top floors
Back shots best sex ho
G4’s on runways
Don’t miss this Jet ho

[Hook]
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Talking jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Top of the morning
I’m on top at the moment
I kick the industry door in
I made a way for my homies
A couple sucker niggas supposedly plotting on me
Not felons, more phonies
Not beef that’s more baloney
No time to spend on it
I’m out chasing this money
No time for them monkeys
More Sosa, less Tony
Your girl want hop on it
Can’t hide I bet she want it
Ferrari 599 bitch want ride my pony?

[Hook]
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Talking jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Prepare for takeoff
Young Money in the front like the pace car
Young Tunechi I got the blunt I need a copilot
Throwing snitches off the plane they going skydiving
Yeah, I’m at a skateboard session
Bitch I be so high I can meet George Jetson
Hoes in the cockpit, wearing trukfit
Jet life no turbulence

[Hook]
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Talking jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life

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Future – High Demand Lyrics

[Intro]
Step on the scene forget about it
I bought her racks forget about it

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’ ? oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresh
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Verse 1]
She comin’ through in the wee wee hours
Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
Said I want me a white bitch and I copped her
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
George Jetson you can’t see me no
Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
I left that bih cause she was sleezy oooooooooo
You can’t be saditty and greedy, no
I hid some money and I got plenty mo’
Stashed in the walls, stashed it in the floors
I dig a grave and bought a tombstone.. full of money
Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone full of money
Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’?, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresh
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Verse 2]
She ain’t runnin’ out of flavor, I went to ice her
My number one bitch with me, it excite her
Let my shit go, blow the bitch, go to the cypher
The type of pussy it’s gon’ make you want to wife her
We do a whole lotta numbers, yeah
Grab on that pussy like Donald
Porsche got a little bit of trunk
But it’s goin’ over 200
Turtlenecks all on my collar
..Love when a pretty bitch swallow
I did it up, gravity
Super so radically
Awesome, gnarly woo!
Heavenly, rapidly
Got killers on McAfee
I do it immaculately
I’m all in her mouth like a cavity
Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
I go to space in the middle of the night
I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
It could be a threat or a fan now
I can’t get caught with my hands down
I can’t be comin’, my man’s down
I put some bodies up under ground
That’s a few millions up underground
Murder for money, that’s man down
Kill more than police across town
Better not get caught with your hand down
Better not get caught with your hand down

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’?, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh, I’m fresh
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Outro]
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu

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Future – High Demand (Future Album)

[Intro]
Step on the scene forget about it
I bought her racks forget about it

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Verse 1]
She comin’ through in the wee wee hours
Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
Said I want me a white bitch and I copped her
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
George Jetson you can’t see me no
Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
I left that bih cause she was sleezy oooooooooo
You can’t be saditty and greedy no
I hid some money and I got plenty more
Stashed it in the walls, stashed in the floors
I dig a grave and bought a tombstone full of money
Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone full of money
Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Verse 2]
She ain’t runnin’ out of flavor I went to ice her
My number one bitch with me, it excite her
Let my shit go blow the bitch go to the cypher
The type of pussy it’s make you want to wife her
We do a whole lotta numbers
Grab on that pussy like Donald
Porsche got a little bit of trunk
But it’s goin’ over 200
Turtlenecks all on my collar
Love when a pretty bitch swallow
I did it up, gravity
Super so radically
Awesome, gnarly woo
Heavenly, rapidly
Like killers on Macafee
I do it immaculately
I’m all in her mouth like a cavity
Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
I go to space in the middle of the night
I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
It could be a threat or a fan now
I can’t caught with my hands down
I can’t be caught, my man’s down
I put some bodies up on the ground
That’s a few millions up underground
Murder for money, that’s man down
Kill more than police across town
Better not get caught with your hand down
Better not get caught with your hand down

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Outro]
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu

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Future – High Demand lyrics

Step on the scene forget about it
I bought her racks forget about it

Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

She comin’ through in the wee wee hours
Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
Said I want me a white bitch and I copped her
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
George Jetson you can’t see me no
Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
I left that bih cause she was sleezy oooooooooo
You can’t be saditty and greedy no
I hid some money and I got plenty more
Stashed it in the walls, stashed in the floors
I dig a grave and bought a tombstone full of money
Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone full of money
Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money

Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

She ain’t runnin’ out of flavor I went to ice her
My number one bitch with me, it excite her
Let my shit go blow the bitch go to the cypher
The type of pussy it’s make you want to wife her
We do a whole lotta numbers
Grab on that pussy like Donald
Porsche got a little bit of trunk
But it’s goin’ over 200
Turtlenecks all on my collar
Love when a pretty bitch swallow
I did it up, gravity
Super so radically
Awesome, gnarly woo
Heavenly, rapidly
Like killers on Macafee
I do it immaculately
I’m all in her mouth like a cavity
Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
I go to space in the middle of the night
I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
It could be a threat or a fan now
I can’t caught with my hands down
I can’t be caught, my man’s down
I put some bodies up on the ground
That’s a few millions up underground
Murder for money, that’s man down
Kill more than police across town
Better not get caught with your hand down
Better not get caught with your hand down

Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu