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Kanye West - Father Stretch My Hands Pt.2 Lyrics

(Intro)
(Perfect)
Ohhhhhhh (x4)

(Verse: Kanye West)
I go, I go, ay ay, I go
Up in the mornin', miss ya bad
Sorry I ain't called ya back
The 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
Mama pass in Hollywood
If ya ask, lost my soul
Drivin' fast, lost control
Off the road, jaw was broke
'Member we all was broke
'Member I'm comin' back
I'll be takin' all the stacks

(Verse 2: Desiigner)
I got broads in Atlanta
Twistin' dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hittin' off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda
Goin' out like I’m Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Sellin' bar, candy
Man, I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga, pull up ya panty
Hope ya killers understand me

(Bridge: Kanye West)
I just wanna feel liberated, I I I
I just wanna feel liberated, I I I
Takin' all the stacks, oh
Stacks, oh, takin' all the stacks, oh

(Verse 3: Desiigner)
I got broads in Atlanta
Twistin' dope, lean, and sippin' Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Wake up Versace, shit life Desiigner
Whole bunch of lavish shit
They be askin' round town who be clappin shit
I pulling up stuff in the Phantom ship
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti, whip look how I try this shit
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, killin' on camera

(Bridge: Caroline Shaw)
How can I find ya?
Who do ya turn to?
How do I bind ya?

(Outro: Pastor T. L. Barrett)
If I don't turn to ya
No other help I know, I stretch my hands
 

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