Black Sunday

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[Produced by Kanye West, Hudson Mohawke, Allen Ritter, Daft Punk, Mike Dean & Charlie Heat] [Verse 1] Yeah, I'm Tim Burton, Tim Duncan Timmy Turner, head shrunken Dennis Hopper, Dennis Rodman Allen Iverson, Alec Baldwin, haan? (Fuck you mean?) And I had 'em popping like cap guns, haan? (Fuck you mean?) And she had me coming out the Magnum, whoo! Now watch me win by a landslide Keep it real, never backslide I see you chasing wife's back side I eat her ass like it's pan fried See how my enemies capsize God Almighty had me baptized Went to Heaven, I ain't taking orders God saw me and he said I'm taking over! [Hook] Fucking this bitch and she coming in luxury I made her hide and seek like a discovery Whoo! (Bitch, I been through the streets and the shit only one-way!) Whoo! (Make you wetter than ever, cause damage, Black Sunday!) [Verse 2] Rough sex, need a headpiece, haan? And round two, no bedsheets, haan? And we ain't fucking with a deadbeat, haan? And we moving 'round like a chess piece, whoo! Fuck, I just asked how her coffee like She said lightskin like my body, right? You moved in the neighborhood, urbanize She spent a milli on merchandise Swim in the pussy like centerboards And she hopping to me like a checkerboard And her ass blacker than blackboards And she got juice on my dashboard Leave that bullshit at the backdoor Leave that bullshit at the, haan? I could make you [?], World War That's my girl on the world tour! [Hook] Fucking this bitch and she coming in luxury I made her hide and seek like a discovery Whoo! (Bitch, I been through the streets and the shit only one-way!) Whoo! (Make you wetter than ever, cause damage, Black Sunday!)
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