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Kanye West - Louder Lyrics

[Intro: Chantal Kreviazuk]
Over time I've come to realize
That I was trying to be three people at a time
One for me and one for you and one for them

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
This that shit that y'all wanted
This shit cook up hard, don't it?
Y'all gotta beg my pardon on it
But this shit sound like God don't it?
Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga
And y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga
Call my Phantom the holy ghost
Church on chrome wheel tires, nigga
Pop tags when I'm paranoid
'Cause the pawn shop was my paradise
I was dead pop when that powder came
For that knot saved in that shoebox
Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox
This big face is in Blu-Ray
And these black diamonds like Boondocks

[Bridge: Pusha-T]
I restore thе feelin' of when niggas made a killin'
Hidin' choppas in the closеt, half a million in the ceiling
And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions
Just so I can buy them Christians
Have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, yuugh!
[Chorus: Leslie West]
Yeah! Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah! Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah! Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah! Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
You will never need another lover (Woo!)
'Cause you a MILF and I'm a motherfucker
Told you give the drummer some, now the drummer cummin'
I'm pa-rum-pa-pum-pumin' all on your stomach (Yuh)
Tonight I see some super freaky hoes
That could go from bein' stripper to a super CEO
I don't know the way you do it, but you do it to me though
And you always told your girlfriends you need you a TV show
Now you got your own money, you don't need nobody else
But far as handlin' all that ass, I think you gon' need some help
Let me remind you, you got a, you got a great future behind you
You gotta tell me what we tryna do

[Chorus: Leslie West & Kanye West]
Yeah! Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah! Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah! Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah! Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder! (You gotta tell me what we tryna do)
[Verse 3: Pusha T]
This that shit y'all ask for
Make a nigga mash on the gas, floor
Two-door, four-door
Roll through the hood like task force
Fast forward, oops! They say they wanna see proof
My record sales ain't much as theirs
And we still ride the same coupes
How we still fuck the same hoes?
Why we still buy the same clothes?
How we both got the same watch?
I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes
Dope boys, gold mine
That price drop and that coke rise
Then set it over that blue flame
Then hang it dry like clothesline

[Verse 4: Kanye West]
I ain't no pastor, don't do missionary
I know good pussy when I see it, I'm a visionary
I know them haters talkin', always had us very wary
On the 35th of Nevuary
You love the way I'm turnt
After all the money you earned, still show daddy what you learned
That cowgirl, you reverse that cowgirl
You reverse, you reverse, and I impregnated your mouth, girl, oooh
[Chorus: Leslie West]
Yeah!, Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah!, Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah!, Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah!, Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!

[Outro: Leslie West]
Yeah!, Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah!, Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah!, Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder!
Yeah!, Louder! Ye-yeah! Louder! Louder!