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

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

Here's a dome shot to this nigga named
Niggas think they the coldest but you just the oldest
Niggas be chasing they youth but gone
Yo 'Ye, this aint even wanna put you on
And then he turned around, put on
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han don't sell no f-cking
I don't wear Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc
Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac
Who run the world?
Will Kelly come and be my Motivation
If you invented swag then I gangsta
Got one in the chamber, the is now in danger
And I wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Fendi Prada
I'm Charles Louboutin, you niggas aint sayin'
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 just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your up in the air
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any up in here?
I do it

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

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

I got the money up in the rubber
Don't run up on me, try to take it me (boom)
I Morris Chestnut, I aint Ricky
But I give you 9 shots, you can call Fifty
Dre got that Super I just call it Nicki
on that Detox, blowin on that sticky
Can I hit it In The
Better be a
Gotta hustle hard, Ace, and Ricky
Frank Ocean, you can see my Odd Future
You gon more than Novacaine after I shoot ya
Yesterday I went to not to see Jigga
I went to see Wiz but Amber, perfect
I a seat on the red futon
Hit it with Wiz shit on, whatever
So put that on my face
and let me taste, a little
I'ma eat it up like my last
I'ma do it different, she aint gettin no cash
You why? I'm Not A Star
Somebody I got a chppper in the car, huh
That a lie

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