Otis-Tribute Hits Band
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Otis - Tribute Hits Band

It makes it easier easier to bear yeah

You won't regret it no no

No girls they don't forget it

LOVE is their home happiness yeah

Squee squee squee squeeze her

Don't tease her never leave her

I invented swag

Poppin bottles puttin supermodels in the cab

Proof

I guess I got my swagger back truth

New watch alert Hublot's

Or the big face Roley I got two of those

Arm out the window through the city

I maneuver slow

Cock back snap back

See my cut through the holes; go

"Damn Yeezy and Hov'

Where the hell you been "

Niggaz talkin real reckless stuntmen

I adopted these niggaz

Phillip Drummond 'em

Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck

They whole summer in

They say I'm crazy

Well I'm 'bout to go dumb again

They ain't see me

Cause I pulled up in my other Benz

Last week I was in my other other Benz

Throw your diamonds up

Cause we in this b**ch another 'gain

Yeah photo shoot fresh lookin like wealth

I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself

Uh live from the Mercer

Run up on Yeezy the wrong way I might murk ya

Flee in the G-450 I might surface

Political refugee asylum can be purchased

Uh everything's for sale

I got five passports I'm never goin to jail

I made "Jesus Walks" I'm never goin to hell

Couture level flow it's never goin on sale

Luxury rap the Hermes of verses

Sophisticated ignorance

Write my curses in cursive

I get it custom you a customer

You ain't 'custommed to goin through customs

You ain't been nowhere huh

And all the ladies in the house got 'em showin off

I'm done I'll hit you up maña-naaaaaaaaaa

Welcome to Havana

Smokin Cubanas with Castro in cabanas

Viva México Cubano

Dominicano all the plugs that I know

Drivin Benzes with no benefits

Not bad huh For some immigrants

Build your fences we diggin tunnels

Can't you see we gettin money up under you

Can't you see the private jets flyin over you

Maybach bumper sticker read

"What would Hova do "

Jay is chillin (uhh) 'Ye is chillin (uhh)

What more can I say

We killin 'em

Hold up before we end this campaign

As you can see we done bodied the damn lanes

Lord please let them

Accept the things they can't change

And pray that all of their pain be champagne

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