Kanye West – Bound (Guitar)

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Bound to fall in love (Uh-huh, honey)

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All them other niggas lame, and you know it now

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When a real nigga hold you down, you supposed to drown

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Bound [to fall in love]

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Bound [to fall in love] (Uh-huh, honey)

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What you doing in the club on a Thursday?

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She say she only here for her girl birthday

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They ordered champagne but still look thirsty

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Rock Forever 21 but just turned thirty

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I know I got a bad reputation

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Walking 'round, always mad reputation

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Leave a pretty girl sad reputation

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Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation

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I turned the nightclub out of the basement

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I'll turn the plane 'round, your ass keep complaining

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How you gon' be mad on vacation?

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Dutty wining 'round all these Jamaicans

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Uh, this that prom shit

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This that what we do, don't tell your mom shit

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This that red cup, all on the lawn shit

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Got a fresh cut, straight out the salon, bitch

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I know you're tired of loving, of loving

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With nobody to love, nobody, nobody (Uh-huh, honey)

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Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures

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One good girl is worth a thousand bitches

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Bound [to fall in love]

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Bound [to fall in love] (Uh-huh, honey)

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I wanna fuck you hard on the sink

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After that, give you something to drink

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Step back, can't get spunk on the mink 

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I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Rome think?

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Hey, you remember where we first met?

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Okay, I don't remember where we first met

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But hey, admitting is the first step

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And hey, you know ain't nobody perfect

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And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep

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But hey, their backstroke I'm tryna perfect

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And hey, ayo, we made it, Thanksgiving

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So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas

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She asked me what I wished for on the wishlist

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Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches?

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Maybe we could still make it to the church steps

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But first, you gon' remember how to forget

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After all these long-ass verses

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I'm tired, you tired, Jesus wept

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I know you're tired of loving, of loving

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With nobody to love, nobody, nobody

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So just grab somebody, no leaving this party

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With nobody to love, nobody, nobody

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                  (Uh-huh, honey)

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Jerome's in the house, watch your mouth

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Jerome's in the house, watch your mouth

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Bound [to fall in love]

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Bound [to fall in love] (Uh-huh, honey)