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[Intro]
Trust me fam it a mad ting

[Chorus]
Got the bag, and the suitcase
Got the bag, in the suitcase
I mean, up and down
I mean, up and down
Got the bag and the suitcase
Got the bag in the suitcase
Nympho, waiting for
Waiting for, waiting for you

[Verse 1]
Aye is she gone suck me off now
Im mister clean, oh yeah (Im mister clean, oh yeah)
We rock the same colors, love the ice
Like ice hockey teams, oh yeah
Rockin’ that body on me, she call me the dream (oh yeah)
Shorty can’t come to the crib if she ain’t a freak (oh yeah)
Late night shorty said she got a man
I don’t care cause she still talking to me
Said she going to the club with her girlfriends
But instead she take an uber to me
Shorty got side niggas on the side
But you know the side nigga never been me
Shorty like thug niggas, from the hood niggas
Well i got a lil hood in me

[Chorus]
Got the bag and the suitcase
Got the bag in the suitcase
I mean, up and down
I mean, up and down
Got the bag and the suitcase
Got the bag in the suitcase
Nympho, waiting for
Waiting for, waiting for you

[Verse 2]
Better keep the pussy tight, like some braids like some braces
Shorty be trippin’, like she trippin’ over some laces
Cause I fuck bitches in places
That she never been to, cause I’m always in the states and
Flying out
Cashing out
Getting the bag
Go for the bands
I roll with Drizzy and PARTYNEXTDOOR, we cool
[?] really love my nigga, but it’s Gu-uu-uu-cci
Ooh i just want some bad news, [?]
Shorty wanna fuck, I’ll lick her coo-oo-oo-chie
Kitty kitty, yeah I’m singing hella to her kitty kitty
Shorty know she down to fuck a nigga, cause I’m pretty pretty
I can’t talk to these niggas cause these niggas and me can’t relate
Tell her look up ting, look up ting, come my way
Keep it official, i know a ting can’t replace you
You the only one i can believe too

[Chorus]
Got the bag and the suitcase
Got the bag in the suitcase
I mean, up and down
I mean, up and down
Got the bag and the suitcase
Got the bag in the suitcase
Nympho, waiting for
Waiting for, waiting for you

[Outro]
You’re listening to an exclusive UTU mix from yours very own
Roy Woods, UTU vibes yeah

[Intro: Kanye West]
I love all your sh*t talkin’
I love all your sh*t talkin’

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
You ain’t got nothin’ better to do with yourself
I done proved to myself, back on that rulin’ myself
I got new news to tell
Act like you knew you done failed
Only true know how I feel
And only if you knew how I felt
Slipped a lil’ [?] off the nail
Through with mixed-messages, through with the mail
Only a few in the field
Little bit off for the real

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse 2: Kid Cudi]
It’s so many days I prayed to God
All this pain I couldn’t seem to find a way
On a mission livin’, carry on
Got my family, I’m seein’ through by the days
Never late, pull up a seat and come grab a plate
Check the date, let ’em hate
This the type sh*t that they couldn’t make
Watch the fakes
Leave ’em buzzin’, thought they wasn’t, huh?
Tell all your kinfolk and cousins, huh?
This is the package you ordered, huh?
Beautiful madness

[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
On this road I find
These scars I left behind
Heaven lift me up
Heaven lift me up
On this road I find
These scars I left behind
Heaven lift me up
Heaven lift me up

[Verse 1]
Do anything to keep you near
Count imperfections in the mirror
No, I can’t let you leave
So I kill my insecurities
Every time she goes through her hair
I feel the tension in the air
No, I can’t let you leave
So I kill my insecurities

[Chorus]
Oh, you can’t do better
Oh, you can’t do better

[Verse 2]
Do anything that it could take
Convince myself I’m in first place
And maybe you’ll pick me in an alternate reality
Am I not built to be the one?
Tried to be sweet, tried to be fun
No, I can’t let you leave
No, it’s not a possibility

[Chorus]
Oh, you can’t do better
Oh, you can’t do better
Don’t you know, oh
Can’t you see
That there’s no one else but me
Oh, you can’t do better

[Bridge]
Don’t you know that you were meant for me?
Don’t you know that this is killing me?
And it’s not a possibility

[Chorus]
Oh, you can’t do better (no baby, no baby, no)
Oh, you can’t do better (no you can’t, can’t, can’t do better)
Don’t you know, oh
Can’t you see
That there’s no one else but me
Oh, you can’t do better
You can’t do better (woo, ah!)
You can’t do better

[Intro: Marcus Garvey]
May I say something to you to give you a true knowledge of yourself and life
Man in the full knowledge of himself is a superb and supreme creature of creation
When man becomes possessor of the knowledge of himself, he becomes the master of his environment

[Chorus: Kanye West]
I don’t, feel, pain anymore
Guess what, baby? I feel free
Scoop!
Nothing hurts me anymore
Guess what, baby? I feel free

[Verse: Kanye West, Kid Cudi & Ty Dolla $ign]
I’m so complete anymore
Guess what, baby? I feel free
And you know damn well
I felt the chains on me, locked in a cell (and now I’m free)
Ah! You should quit your job to this
Hold up, that’ll politic
Ooh, one day they hate you
Next day they love you
I’m still yellin’, “f*ck you”
I could never trust- (free)

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & Choir]
I feel free, I feel free
I feel free, I feel free

[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
I don’t feel pain anymore
Guess what, babe? I am free
Yeah, nothing hurts me anymore
Guess what, babe? I am free

[Verse: Kid Cudi]
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Feeling out of my past life
Died and came back twice
Now I’m free
I don’t feel pain anymore
Hmm, guess what, babe? I am free

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & Choir]
I feel free, I feel free
I feel free, I feel free

[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
Feel the love

[Verse 1: Pusha-T, Kid Cudi & Kanye West]
We not worried ’bout no other niggas, we them other niggas
You bust down a Rollie, I bust down a brick
Then I flood it, nigga
I am not to be compared to you rappers, Eazy-Duz-It, nigga
I am more Eazy, you tryin’ your best to become me, nigga
She like them bottles with bubbles in it
Buy her Loewe and other linen
Why would I wait when there’s other women?
Why would I hate? We in love with winnin’ (ooh)
Buy her bundles, fly her out
Bring her friend, I try her out
Ain’t no worries findin’ out
The details is ironed out
Easily they plays along
Hopin’ that I play a song
Love to f*ck to trap music (feel the love)
Grrrat-gat-gat-gat-gat
Dope money just came along (woo)

[Chorus: Kanye West & Kid Cudi]
Grrrat-gat (I can still feel the love)
Grrrat-gat-gat-gat-gat-gat
Grrrat-gat-gat-gat (I can still feel the love)
Grrrat-gat-gat-gat-gat-gat (feel the love)
Grrrat-gat-gat-gat-gat-gat
Grrrat-gat-gat-gat

[Bridge: Kanye West]
Ba-ba-ba-ba
Brrat-tat-da-da-da-da
Ga-ga-ga-ga
Brrr-ah-da-da, brrr-ah-da-da
Brrr-ah-da-da-da, brrr-ah-da-da-da
Brrr-ah-brrr-ah, brrr-ah-ga-grrrat
Ru-ru-ru-ru-oh!
Where the chorus?

[Chorus: Kid Cudi & Kanye West]
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
Feel the love
Woo!
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba
Ru-ru-ru-ru-ohh!