Junya Watanabe On My Wrist Lyrics Kanye West


Junya Watanabe On My Wrist Lyrics Kanye West. Junya Watanabe on my wri’, wri’ Tell ’em this, did he miss? Junya Watanabe on my, mmh I can’t really see, where did I miss? (Mmh, mmh) Ex-strippers (Mmh, mmh) New killers (Mmh, mmh), Chi’ ^^^^ tell ’em (Mmh, mmh).

Junya Watanabe On My Wrist Lyrics Kanye West

Junya Watanabe on my wri’, wri’Junya Watanabe on my wri’, wri’Tell ’em this, did he miss?Junya Watanabe on my, mmhI can’t really see, where did I miss? (Mmh, mmh)

Ex-strippers (Mmh, mmh)New killers (Mmh, mmh), Chi’ ^^^^ tell ’em (Mmh, mmh)This on Donda (Mmh, mmh), on my mama (Mmh, mmh)Made a promise (Mmh)

Junya Watanabe on my wri’Junya Watanabe on my wri’Tell ’em this, did he miss? (Wri’)Junya Watanabe on my, mmhI can’t really see, where did I miss? (Mmh)Junya Watanabe on my wri’ (Mmh, mmh)Junya Watanabe on my—

All summer (Mmh, mmh), all summer (Mmh, mmh).45 gunners (Mmh, mmh), in pajamas (Mmh, mmh)They piranhas (Mmh, mmh)Buy out the store in hours like we planned it

Junya Watanabe on my wri’Junya Watanabe on my wri’Tell ’em this, did he miss?Junya Watanabe on my, mmhI can’t really see, where did I miss? (Mmh)Junya Watanabe on my wri’

For five summers, hold up, uhFor five summers, hold upFor five summers, hold up, uhFor five summers, hold up, uhWe took over, hold up, uhWe took over, hold upWe took over, hold upWe took over, hold upBorn in Atlanta (Mmh, mmh)Not Montana (Mmh, mmh)‘Scuse my manners (Mmh, mmh)I got standardsUh, yeah, ‘scuse my manners (Mmh, mmh)I got standards (Mmh, mmh)I got status (Mmh, mmh)You don’t want static (Mmh, mmh)

See more comments (Mmh, mmh)Than I see commas (Mmh, mmh)They going dummy (Mmh, mmh)We going Donda (Mmh, mmh)Let me be honest (Mmh, mmh)Let me be honest (Mmh, mmh)I won with the bucks, boyLet me Giannis (Mmh, mmh)I won with the bucks, boy (Mm, mm)The spirit is on us (Mmh, mmh)The spirit of DondaGod’s time can’t fit on a wristJunya wanna have me on my— ( Wri’, wri’, wri’)Move out of the way of my release (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Tryna get me off my Qs and Ps (Yeah, yeah, yeah, watch it)Why can’t losers never lose in peace? (Yeah, yeah, watch it)Ain’t nobody ’round me losing sleepBetter find God ‘fore He find meTell the Devil good night, go to sleep

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