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

Shits is my uncle otis (Taylor made)
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shit for my uncle Otis

Here's a dome shot to this named Otis
Niggas think they the but nigga you just the oldest
Niggas be chasing they but it's gone
Yo 'Ye, this nigga even wanna put you on
And he turned around, put on Sean
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han don't sell no f-cking
I don't Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc shit
Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on Pac shit
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 no Gucci Gucci Fendi Fendi Prada
I'm Charles Louboutin, you niggas sayin' nada
Lil white bitch stay in ya place
You call me a nigga, I'ma put the K in ya
It's a up bitch

(So put hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I 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 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 Show On
Til I start the Lasers
And Lupe'll souffle half you
Its the Drew league, I don't wanna about the Rucker
Cause Jennifer Lopez just got a divorce and I already got her up in the
Tryna teach you How To
How To
Marc too short (bitch)
Look how nigga look
And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot and Castles
All my niggas crooks castles
Red Nation graduation yeah with tassels
It's a party, it's a party, a party
Sittin up in Marvins Room, blowing that
You hit it, so put ya hands 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 wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it

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

(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)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it