Álbum Watch the Throne de Kanye West - Canciones

Watch the Throne

Listado de canciones del álbum Watch the Throne

  1. No Church in the Wild 4:32
  2. Lift Off 4:26
  3. Ni**as in Paris 3:39
  4. OtisVer letra 2:58


    letra de Otis

    [Otis Redding]

    It makes it easier, easier to bear

    You won’t regret it, no, no

    No, girl they won’t forget it

    Love is their home

    Happiness yeah

    Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her, don’t tease her

    Never leave her…


    Sounds so soulful don’t you agree

    I invented swag

    Poppin’ bottles, puttin’ supermodels in the cab, proof

    I guess I got my swagger back, truth

    New watch alert, Hublot’s

    Or the big face Rollie I got two of those

    Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow

    Cock back, snap back

    See my cut through the holes

    [Kanye West]

    Damn Yeezy and Hov,

    Where the hell ya been?

    Niggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen

    I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond ‘em

    Now I’m bout to make them tuck they whole summer in

    They say I’m crazy, well, I’m ’bout to go dumb again

    They aint see me cause I pulled up in my other Benz

    Last week I was in my other other Benz

    Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch another ‘gain


    Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth

    I’m ’bout to call the paparazzi on myself

    Uh, live form the Mercer

    Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya

    Flee in the G450 I might surface

    Political refugee, asylum can be purchased

    Uh, everythings for sale, I got 5 passports

    I’m never going to jail

    [Kanye West]

    I made “Jesus Walks” I’m never going to hell

    Couture level flow, it’s never going on sale

    Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses

    Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive

    I get it custom, you a customer

    You ain’t ‘customed to going through Customs, you ain’t been nowhere, huh?

    And all the ladies in the house, got ‘em showing off

    I’m done, I hit ya up mana-naaaa!


    Welcome to Havana

    Smoking cubanos with Castro in cabanas

    Viva Mexico, Cubano

    Dominicano, all the plugs that I know

    Driving Benzes, wit’ no benefits

    Not bad huh? For some immigrants

    Build your fences, we diggin’ tunnels

    Can’t you see? We gettin’ money up under you


    Can’t you see the private jets flyin’ over you?

    Maybach bumper sticker read “What would Hova do?”

    Jay is chillin’, ‘Ye is chillin’

    What more can I say? We killin’ ‘em

    Hold up, before we end this campaign

    As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames

    Lord, please let them accept the things they can’t change

    And pray that all of their pain be champagne

  5. Gotta Have ItVer letra 2:20


    letra de Gotta Have It

    [Verse 1: Kanye West]

    'Ello, 'ello, 'ello, hello white America, assassinate my character

    Money matrimony, yeah they tryna break the marriage up

    Who gon' act phony, or who gone try to embarrass ya

    I'mma need a day off, I think I'll call Ferris up

    (Bueller had a Muller but I switched it for a Mille

    Cause I’m richer and prior to this shit was moving free base)

    Had a conference with the DJs, Puerto Rico three days

    (Poli with the PDs now they got our shit on replay)

    Sorry I’m in pajamas but I just got off the P.J

    And last party we had, they shut down Prive

    (Ain’t that where the Heat play? Niggas hate ballas these days)

    Ain’t that like Lebron James? (Ain’t that just like D. Wade? Wait)

    [Verse 2: Jay-Z]

    What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up

    What's up mothafucka where my money at?

    You gonna make me come down to your house where your mommy at

    Mummywrap the kids, have ‘em cryin’ for they mommy back

    Dummy that your daddy is, tell ‘em I just want my racks

    (Racks on racks on racks

    Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs)

    Who in that? (Oh shit, it’s just blacks on blacks on blacks)

    (Hundred stack) How you get it? (Nigga layin’ raps on tracks)

    I wish I could give you this feeling, I’m planking on a million

    I’m riding through yo hood, you can bank I ain’t got no ceiling

    (Made a left on Nostrand Ave., we in Bed Stuy)

    Made a right on 79th, I’m coming down South Shore Drive

    (I remain Chi-town) Brooklyn ‘til I die

  6. New Day 4:32
  7. That's My B**tch 3:22
  8. Who Gon Stop Me 2:54
  9. Murder to Excellence 4:16
  10. Welcome to the Jungle 5:00
  11. Made in America 4:52
  12. Why I Love You 3:21

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