Karaoké Bound 2 Kanye West

All them other niggas lame and you know it now

When a real nigga hold you down you s'pposed to drown

Bound

Bound

What you doing in the club on a Thursday

She say she only here for her girl birthday

They ordered champagne but still look thirsty

Rock Forever twenty-one but just turned thirty

I know I got a bad reputation

Walking 'round always mad reputation

Leave a pretty girl sad reputation

Start a Fight Club

Brad reputation

I turnt the nightclub out of the basement

I'll turn the plane around your ass keep complaining

How you gon' be mad on vacation

Dutty whining 'round all these Jamaicans

Uh this that prom shit

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

This that red cup all on the lawn shit

Got a fresh cut straight out the salon bitch

I know you're tired of loving, of loving

With nobody to love nobody no

Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures

One good girl is worth a thousand bitches

Bound

Bound

I wanna fuck you hard on the sink

After that give you something to drink

Step back can't get spunk on the mink I mean damn what would Jeromey Romey

Romey Rome think

Hey you remember where we first met

Okay I don't remember where we first met

But hey admitting is the first step

And ay you know ain't nobody perfect

And I know with the hoes

I got the worst rep

But ay the backstroke

I'm tryna perfect

And ay ayo we made to Thanksgiving

So ay maybe we can make it to Christmas

She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist

Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches

Maybe we could still make it to the church steps

But first you gon' remember how to forget

After all these long-ass verses

I'm tired, you tired

Jesus wept

I know you're tired of loving, of loving

With nobody to love nobody, nobody

So just grab somebody no leaving this party

With nobody to love nobody, nobody

Jerome's in the house watch your mouth

Jerome's in the house watch your mouth

Bound

Bound