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This for my uncle Otis

Here's a shot to this nigga named Otis
Niggas think they the coldest but nigga you the oldest
Niggas be chasing they but it's gone
Yo 'Ye, this nigga aint even put you on
And he turned around, put on Sean
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han sell no f-cking Wonton's
I don't Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc shit
Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac
Who run the world?
Kelly Rowland come and be my Motivation
If you invented swag I invented gangsta
Got one in the chamber, the Throne is now in
And I dont wear no Gucci Fendi Fendi Prada
I'm Louboutin, you niggas aint sayin' nada
Lil white better stay in ya place
You call me a nigga, put the K in ya face
a stick up bitch

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

Call Khaled, him F-ck it, I'm on one
I Tyler, the Creator
Here go seats
You are now watching the
Shades the haters
rocking the layers
The Goes On
Til I start aiming the
And souffle half you muthaf-ckers
Its the Drew league, I don't wanna speak the Rucker
Cause Jennifer Lopez just got a divorce and I got her up in the Porsche
teach you How To love
How To
Marc Anthony too (bitch)
Look how nigga look
And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot and Castles
All my niggas crooks castles
Red Nation graduation crooks with tassels
It's a party, a party, it's a party
up in Marvins Room, blowing that Marley
You hit it, so put ya hands up in the air

(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

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

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