Junya Lyrics – Kanye West

Junya Watanabe on my wri’
Junya Watanabe on my wri’
Tell ’em this, did he miss? (Wri’)
Junya Watanabe on my, mmh
I can’t really see, where did I miss? (Mmh, mmh)

Ex-strippers (Mmh, mmh)
New killers (Mmh, mmh), Chi’ niggas tell ’em (Mmh, mmh)
This on Donda (Mmh, mmh), on my mama (Mmh, mmh)
Made a promise (Mmh)

Junya Watanabe on my wri’
Junya Watanabe on my wri’
Tell ’em this, did he miss? (Wri’)
Junya Watanabe on my, mmh
I can’t really see, where did I miss? (Mmh)
Junya Watanabe on my wri’ (Mmh, mmh)
Junya Watanabe on my…

All summer (Mmh, mmh), all summer (Mmh, mmh)
Four-five gunners (Mmh, mmh), in pajamas (Mmh, mmh)
They piranhas (Mmh, mmh)
Buy out the store in hours like we planned it (Mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh)

Junya Watanabe on my wri’ (Mmh, mmh)
Junya Watanabe on my wri’
Tell ’em this, did he miss? (Wri’)
Junya Watanabe on my, mmh
I can’t really see, where did I miss? (Mmh)
Junya Watanabe on my wri’ (Mmh, mmh)

For five summers, hold up, uh (Mmh, mmh)
For five summers, hold up (‘Nabe on my wri’)
For five summers, hold up, uh (Mmh, mmh)
For five summers, hold up, uh (Mmh, ‘Nabe on my wri’)
We took over, hold up, uh (Mmh, mmh)
We took over, hold up (Mmh, ‘Nabe on my wri’)
We took over, hold up (Mmh)
We took over, hold up (Mmh, mmh)
Born in Atlanta (Mmh, mmh)
Not Montana (Mmh, mmh)
‘Scuse my manners (Mmh, mmh)
I got standards (Mmh, mmh)
Uh, yeah, ‘scuse my manners, hold up, uh (Mmh, mmh)
I got standards, hold up (Mmh, mmh)
I got status, hold up (Mmh, mmh)
You don’t want static, hold up (Mmh, mmh)
I’m from Atlanta, hold up (Mmh, mmh)
Came from the attic, hold up, yeah (Mmh, mmh)
I’m in Mercedes, uh, uh (Mmh, mmh)
This not practice, uh (Mmh, mmh)
I’m not leavin’, hold up, uh (Mmh, mmh)
Where’s my mattress? Hold up (Mmh, mmh)
In the back of my mansion, mmh (Mmh, mmh)
Hundred K on my mattress, uh (Mmh, mmh)
Yeah, I’m all about fashion, yeah (Mmh, mmh)
And she all about fashion, hold up (Mmh, mmh)
She rock YEEZY, hold up
So we always matchin’, hold up, uh
Carti and Yeezy, how’d that happen?

See more comments (Mmh, mmh)
Than I see commas (Mmh, mmh)
They going dummy (Mmh, mmh)
We going Donda (Mmh, mmh)
Let me be honest (What? Mmh, mmh)
Let me be honest (Mmh, mmh)
I won with the bucks, boy (Mmh, mmh)
Let me Giannis (Mmh, mmh, slatt)
I won with the bucks, boy (Mm, mm)
Spirit is on us (Mmh, mmh)
Spirit of Donda (Mmh, mmh, slatt)
God’s time can’t fit on a wrist (What?)
Junya wanna have me on my wrist (What? Wri’, wri’, wri’)
Move out of the way of my release (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tryna get me off my Qs and Ps (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Why can’t losers never lose in peace? (Yeah, yeah, watch it)
Ain’t nobody ’round me losing sleep
Better find God ‘fore he find me
Tell the Devil good night, go to sleep