Junya

作词 : Kanye West/Malik Yusef/Billy Walsh/Mark Williams/Raul Cubina/Terrence Thornton/Roark Bailey/Rennard East/Warren Trotter/Dexter Mills/Jordan Carter/Cydell Young/Nasir Pemberton

作曲 : Kanye West/Malik Yusef/Billy Walsh/Mark Williams/Raul Cubina/Terrence Thornton/Roark Bailey/Rennard East/Warren Trotter/Dexter Mills/Jordan Carter/Cydell Young/Nasir Pemberton

Junya Watanabe on my wri', wri'

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)

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, mmh

I 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, mmh

I can't really see, where did I miss? (Mmh)

Junya Watanabe on my wri'

For five summers, hold up, uh

For five summers, hold up

For five summers, hold up, uh

For five summers, hold up, uh

We took over, hold up, uh

We took over, hold up

We took over, hold up

We took over, hold up

Born in Atlanta (Mmh, mmh)

Not Montana (Mmh, mmh)

'Scuse my manners (Mmh, mmh)

I got standards

Uh, 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, boy

Let me Giannis (Mmh, mmh)

I won with the bucks, boy (Mm, mm)

The spirit is on us (Mmh, mmh)

The spirit of Donda

God's time can't fit on a wrist

Junya 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 sleep

Better find God 'fore He find me

Tell the Devil good night, go to sleep