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Kanye West - Lose Control Lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West & DJ Khaled]
We The Best Music
Countdown from ten, nine, eight—
Another one
I think we're gonna need backup
Houston we got a problem
DJ Khaled
Houston

[Chorus]
Losing control
I'm not, I'm not single, I'm—
I'm not single
You're losing your hoes
Not using the fame, or using the clout
I'm married to Jesus
Never the thong, I'm using the car
Heads over toes, time
Since we can make more of it
Let's make the most of it then
I something I never did
Wrote back for anothеr 'gain
Talkin' up for a mother tin
South knight nigga Audeman go

[Verse 1]
Fuck me, oh, oh
Likе a Suppe, oh, oh
[?], go, oh
Drip Gisuppe, oh, oh
Puffin ready, oh, oh
Pocket leady, oh, oh
I get fetty, oh, oh
New Gisuppe, oh, oh
Definitely go hard on you niggas
Nobody eating, you starving you niggas
Nobody rubbing, a shartin' you nigga
Poppin' a done on the plum on you, ay
I shitted and farted, I shart on you niggas
Nobody eatin' I'm starving you niggas
Nobody leavin' I'm starvin' you day
Don't nobody releading so all of you niggas
That was a selfish for off, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Winter time, dinner-time
It's dinner-time
Nobody eatin' you starvin'
Larvin' the severy all of you niggas
I done zone
[Chorus]
Losing control
I'm not, I'm not single, I'm—
I'm not single
You're losing your hoes
Not using the fame, or using the clout
I'm married to Jesus
Never the thong, I'm using the car
Heads over toes, time
Since we can make more of it
Let's make the most of it then
I something I never did
Wrote back for another 'gain
Talkin' up for a mother tin
South knight nigga Audeman go

[Verse 2]
Your mama lyin' on my new bitch
You know you too rich, when you, mhm
Baby mama lyin' on my new bitch
You know you, mhm
I heard my baby mama lyin' on my new bitch
You know you too rich, when you put your baby mama lyin' on your new bitch
For for soma sign it sunny sign on your shit
I get for-for nuna wait it time, do it do
New timezone, new climbzones
Somethin' rhymes gone, too many lives gone
Dummy cy-cone, this a cyclone
Derry Pichone, run the bikes home
Splash, spaz, that
That, ah, to Nash
I got to Nash, I got to splash
I got bad, I got to spaz
I nah at last, hold up the laugh
My dog do, Pac told me how to love too
Got a email from my momma, we read it together
Got a email, we read it together
Said you love me, we settled together
How's some fun, we better than ever
Has some fun, to get it together
Take some, you gotta get in the ever
Has somethin' to put in the effort
I somethin' to put it wherever
Us somethin', it's better than ever
Sicker than ever, tip
[Chorus]
Losing control
I'm not, I'm not single, I'm—
I'm not single
You're losing your hoes
Not using the fame, or using the clout
I'm married to Jesus
Never the thong, I'm using the car
Heads over toes, time
Since we can make more of it
Let's make the most of it then
I something I never did
Wrote back for another 'gain
Talkin' up for a mother tin
South knight nigga Audeman go

[Outro]
I got bad, I got to spaz
I nah at last, hold up the laugh