Otis

It makes it easier, easier to bear
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You wont regret it, no, no
Some girls, they dont forget it
Love is their only happiness
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Squee- squee-squee (sounds so soulful, dont you agree?)
Squeeze her, dont tease her
Never leave here
Uh, I invented swag
Popping bottles, putting supermodels in the cab, proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back, see my cut through the holes
Damn Yeezy and Hov, where the hell ya been?
Niggas talking real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond em
Now Im bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
They say Im crazy, well, Im bout to go dumb again
They aint see me cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week, I was in my other, other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch another gain
Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth
Im bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450, I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everythings for sale, I got five passports, Im never going to jail
I made 'Jesus Walks', Im never going to hell
Couture-level flow, its never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You aint customed to going through Customs, you aint been nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got em showing off
Im done, Ill hit you up maña-, nah
Welcome to Havana
Smoking Cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva México, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes, with no benefits
Not bad, huh? For some immigrants
Build your fences, we digging tunnels
Cant you see we getting money up under you?
Cant you see the private jets flying over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read 'What would Hova do?'
Jay is chillin (uh), Ye is chillin (uh)
What more can I say? We killin em
Hold up, before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they cant change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne
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Scream it
Give it
Scream it