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

here is my uncle otis (Taylor made)
(T-t-taylor made) (Taylor made)

This shit for my Otis

Here's a dome shot to this named Otis
Niggas think they the coldest but nigga you the oldest
Niggas be chasing they youth but gone
Yo 'Ye, this nigga even wanna put you on
And then he turned around, put on
But to tell em Benny Han Han don't sell no f-cking Wonton's
I don't wear John, but f-ck with that Ciroc shit
Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac
Who run the Jayceon
Will Kelly Rowland and be my Motivation
If you invented swag then I invented
Got one in the chamber, the Throne is now in
And I dont wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Prada
I'm Charles Louboutin, you niggas aint nada
Lil bitch 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 hands 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
go courtside seats
You are now watching the
blocking the haters
Stays the layers
The Goes On
Til I start aiming the
And Lupe'll 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
Anthony too short (bitch)
Look how that nigga
And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 Crooks and Castles
All my crooks with castles
Red Nation graduation yeah crooks with
It's a party, it's a party, it's a
up in Marvins Room, blowing that Marley
You wanna hit it, so put ya up in the air

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

I got the up in the rubber band
Don't run up on me, try to take it me (boom)
I aint Chestnut, I aint Ricky
But I give you 9 shots, you can call that
Dre got that Super I just call it Nicki
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 than Novacaine 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 that pussy on my
and let me taste, a little
I'ma eat it up like it's my
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 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 hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it