Bound Lyrics - Kanye West

Bound to fall in love 

Bound to fall in love (Uh-huh, honey) 

All them other niggas lame, and you know it now 

When a real nigga hold you down, you supposed to drown, bound 

Bound to fall in love 

Bound to fall in love (Uh-huh, honey) 

What you doing in the club on a Thursday? 

She say she only here for her girl birthday 

They ordered champagne but still look thirsty 

Rock Forever 21 but just turned thirty 

I know I got a bad reputation 

Walking 'round, always mad reputation 

Leave a pretty girl sad reputation 

Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation 

I turnt the nightclub out of the basement 

I'll turn the plane 'round, your ass keep complaining 

How you gon' be mad on vacation? 

Dutty wining 'round all these Jamaicans 

Uh, this that prom shit 

This that what we do, don't tell your mom shit 

This that red cup, all on the lawn shit 

Got a fresh cut, straight out the salon, bitch 

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I know you're tired of loving, of loving 

With nobody to love, nobody, nobody (Uh-huh, honey) 

Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures 

One good girl is worth a thousand bitches, bound 

Bound to fall in love 

Bound to fall in love (Uh-huh, honey) 

I wanna fuck you hard on the sink 

After that, give you something to drink 

Step back, can't get spunk on the mink 

I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Rome think? 

Hey, you remember where we first met? 

Okay, I don't remember where we first met 

But hey, admitting is the first step 

And hey, you know ain't nobody perfect 

And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep 

But hey, their backstroke I'm tryna perfect 

And hey, ayo, we made it, Thanksgiving 

So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas 

She asked me what I wished for on the wishlist 

Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches? 

Maybe we could still make it to the church steps 

But first, you gon' remember how to forget 

After all these long-ass verses 

I'm tired, you tired, Jesus wept 

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I know you're tired of loving, of loving 

With nobody to love, nobody, nobody 

So just grab somebody, no leaving this party 

With nobody to love, nobody, nobody (Uh-huh, honey) 

Jerome's in the house, watch your mouth 

Jerome's in the house, watch your mouth 

Bound to fall in love 

Bound to fall in love (Uh-huh, honey)