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This then is sterophonic sound, sound in space (Taylor made)

here is my uncle otis (Taylor made)
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This for my uncle Otis

a dome shot to this nigga named Otis
Niggas think the coldest but nigga you just the oldest
Niggas be chasing they youth but it's
Yo 'Ye, nigga aint even wanna put you on
And then he around, put on Sean
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han don't no f-cking Wonton's
I don't wear Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc
Tupac back, Hit Em Up on some Pac shit
Who run the Jayceon
Will Kelly Rowland come and be my
If you swag then I invented gangsta
Got one in the chamber, the is now in danger
And I dont wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Fendi
I'm Charles Louboutin, you niggas aint sayin'
Lil bitch better stay in ya place
You me a nigga, I'ma put the K in ya face
It's a up bitch

(So put hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your up in the air
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it

Call Khaled, tell him it, I'm on one
I Tyler, the Creator
Here go courtside
You are now the greatest
Shades the haters
Stays the layers
The Show On
Til I start the Lasers
And souffle half you muthaf-ckers
Its the Drew league, I don't wanna speak the Rucker
Cause Jennifer just got a divorce and I already got her up in the Porsche
Tryna you How To love
How To
Marc Anthony too (bitch)
how that nigga look
And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 Crooks and Castles
All my niggas crooks with
Red graduation yeah crooks with tassels
a party, it's a party, it's a party
Sittin up in Marvins Room, blowing that
You wanna hit it, so put ya up in the air

(So put your up in the air)
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it

I got the money up in the band
run up on me, try to take it from me (boom)
I aint Morris Chestnut, I Ricky
But I give you 9 shots, you can that Fifty
Dre got that Bass I just call it Nicki
Working on that Detox, blowin on sticky
Can I hit it In The
be a quickie
Gotta hard, Ace, Tunechi and Ricky
Waves Ocean, you can see my Odd Future
You gon more than Novacaine after I shoot ya
I went to Coachella not to see Jigga
I went to see Wiz but Amber, perfect
I took a on the red futon
Hit it with Wiz shit on, whatever
So put that pussy on my
and let me taste, a taste
I'ma eat it up it's my last
I'ma I'ma do it different, she gettin no cash
You know why? I'm Not A
lied I got a chppper in the car, huh
That a lie

(So put hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any up in here?
I do it