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Father Stretch My Hands Part. 1, Part. 2, & Part. 3 by Kanye West
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Drake
Featuring(s) : Kid Cudi, Kendrick Lamar & Desiigner
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Father, I stretch my hands to thee No other help I know My Lord, my Lord! My life, my joy My face looks up to thee 'Cause you're the only power That can save this for every day You're the only power That can save this world today, yeah You're the only power That can save this world 'day, yeah You're the only power That can- Ohh, ohh, ohh, father... If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you Beautiful mornin', you're the sun in my mornin', babe Who can I turn to? Nothin' unwanted After all, who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin', you're the sun in my mornin', babe If I don't turn to you Nothin' unwanted No other help I know, I stretch my hands I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na Who can I turn to? I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na After all, who can I turn to? If I ever instigated, I am sorry If I don't turn to you Tell me who in here could relate, I-I-I No other help I know, I stretch my hands Now, if I f**k this model And she just bleached her as*h**e And I get bleach on my T-shirt I'ma feel like an as*h**e I was high when I met her We was down in Tribeca She'll get under your skin if you let her She'll get under your skin if you-uh I don't even wanna talk about it I don't even wanna talk about it I don't even wanna say nothin' Everybody gon' say somethin' I'd be worried if they said nothin' Remind me where I know you from She lookin' like she owe you some'n You know just what we want I wanna wake up with you in my... I wanna wake up with you in my... Beautiful mornin', you're the sun in my mornin', babe Who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin' Nothin' unwanted After all, who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin', you're the sun in my mornin', babe If I don't turn to you Nothin' unwanted No other help I know, I stretch my hands Annie, are you okay? Ooh, yeah (ooh, la-la) Annie, are you okay? Ooh, yeah Do you like foreplay? Ooh, yeah Do you go both ways? I really need confirmation Your love is abomination, f**king you is like a bomb of nations Area 51 in that pu**y, ah The president 'bout to c*m in that pu**y, ah I got mind control, I got d**k control I reel 'em in for the fishing pole I love legs like Robyn Fenty Stretch them sh*ts like limo Bentleys Catch them tits with an open mouth The interview up outta that Oprah house You know I love it when it's pokin' out You know I'm thuggin' even in the drought, you know him I f**k around and crash a brand new Bugatti In the mothaf**kin' lobby so you know I'm in the building Won't you kiss it, baby? Take a picture I, I, I, I, I'm killin' em Illuminati want my money and my body Even Donny rollin' by me, looking aggravated that I made it f**k you and your mama, n***a I, I, I, I, I see the b*t*h in them, I got the Benjamin I got the dividend, I'm on my toes like Serena at the Wimbledon Pie à la mode on a Monday for my woman-friend I'm in the mode of a mortal man I'm living in the orbit of deliverin' Sex in a cathedral, empty, Grand Marnier that I reload, ten Gs In the hallway, she a Leo, I'm a Gemini Give me mine, genocide, kill 'em all, thirty times Who can I make that them better right now? Who, oh I know that'll make it better right now? Who do I know that'll make 'em better right now? Who do you know? I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I If I ever instigated I, I Tell me who will never related, I This what they all been waitin' for I guess so They been waitin’ for this sh*t for a long time didn't they I guess so They been waitin’ for this sh*t for a long time didn’t they Ayy I'm just feelin' my vibe right now I'm feelin' myself Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you I got broads in Atlanta Twistin' dope, lean, and the Fanta Stacks, oh Credit cards and the scammers Hittin' off licks in the bando Takin' all the stacks, oh Black X6, Phantom White X6 looks like a panda Stacks, oh Going 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 b*t*h n***a, pull up ya panty Hope you killas understand me I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Hey) I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Panda) Panda, panda, panda, panda Takin' all the stacks, oh Panda, panda, panda Takin' all the stacks, oh I got broads in Atlanta Twist the dope, lean and sh*t, sippin' Fanta Stacks, oh Credit cards and the scammers Wake up Versace, sh*t life Desiigner Takin' all the stacks, oh Whole bunch of lavish sh*t They be askin' 'round town who be clappin' sh*t I be 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, killin' on camera Pop a Perc, I can't stand up Gorilla, they come and kill you with bananas Four fillas, they finna pull up in the Phantom Know n***as, they come and kill you on the camera Big Rollie, it dancin' bigger than a Pandie Go Oscar for Grammy, b*t*h pull up ya panty Fill up I'ma flip it, I got b*t*hes pull up and they get it I got n***as that's countin' for digits Say you make you a lot of new money Know some killas pull off and they in the Wraith CTD, pull up in the killa Bape Call up Phillip-Phillip, gon' fill the bank n***as up in the bank, we gon' drill the bank f**k we gon' kill the bank, get it I got broads, yea I get it I get cards yea I sh*tted This how I live it Did it all for a ticket Now Flex drop bombs when he spin it And Bobby gon' trend it Jeff The Don doin' business Zana Ray f**kin' up sh*t and she doin' her business I be gettin' to the chicken Countin' to the chicken And all of my n***as gon' split it Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda Up in the mornin', miss you bad Sorry I ain't call you back, same problem my father had All this time, all he had, all he had And what he dreamed, all his cash Market crashed, hurt him bad People get divorced for that Dropped some stacks, pops is good Mama passed in Hollywood If you 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, oh I got broads in Atlanta Twistin' dope, lean, and the Fanta Stacks, oh Credit cards and the scammers Hittin' off licks in the bando Takin' all the stacks, oh Black X6, Phantom White X6 looks like a panda Stacks, oh Going 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 b*t*h n***a, pull up ya panty Hope you killas understand me Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda
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