Uncle Otis Lyrics - Hood Morning - Game

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

Shits here is my uncle otis (Taylor made) 

(T-t-taylor made) (Taylor made) 

This shit for my uncle Otis 

Here's a dome shot to this nigga named Otis 

Niggas think they the coldest but nigga you just the oldest 

Niggas be chasing they youth but it's gone 

Yo 'Ye, this nigga aint even wanna put you on 

And then he turned around, put on Sean 

But forget to tell em Benny Han Han don't sell no f-cking Wonton's 

I don't wear Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc shit 

Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac shit 

Who run the world? Jayceon 

Will Kelly Rowland come and be my Motivation 

If you invented swag then I invented gangsta 

Got one in the chamber, the Throne is now in danger 

And I dont wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Fendi Prada 

I'm Charles Louboutin, you niggas aint sayin' nada 

Lil white bitch better stay in ya place 

You call me a nigga, I'ma put the K in ya face 

It's a stick up bitch 

(So put your hands up in the air) 

(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna) 

Know is any Gangstas up in here? 

I do it, I do it, boi 

So put your hands up in the air 

(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna) 

Know is any Gangstas up in here? 

I do it 

Call Khaled, tell him F-ck it, I'm on one 

I created Tyler, the Creator 

Here go courtside seats 

You are now watching the greatest 

Shades blocking the haters 

Stays rocking the layers 

The Show Goes On 

Til I start aiming the Lasers 

And Lupe'll souffle half you muthaf-ckers 

Its the Drew league, I don't wanna speak about the Rucker 

Cause Jennifer Lopez just got a divorce and I already 

got her up in the Porsche 

Tryna teach you How To love 

How To Love 

Marc Anthony too short (bitch) 

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Look how that nigga look 

And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot Crooks and Castles 

All my niggas crooks with castles 

Red Nation graduation yeah crooks with tassels 

It's a party, it's a party, it's a party 

Sittin up in Marvins Room, blowing that Marley 

You wanna hit it, so put ya hands up in the air 

(So put your hands up in the air) 

(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna) 

Know is any Gangstas up in here? 

I do it, I do it, boi 

So put your hands up in the air 

(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna) 

Know is any Gangstas up in here? 

I do it 

I got the money up in the rubber band 

Don't run up on me, try to take it from me (boom) 

I aint Morris Chestnut, I aint Ricky 

But I give you 9 shots, you can call that Fifty 

Dre got that Super Bass I just call it Nicki 

Working on that Detox, blowin on that sticky 

Can I hit it In The Morning? 

Better be a quickie 

Gotta hustle hard, Ace, Tunechi and Ricky 

Waves Frank Ocean, you can see my Odd Future 

You gon need more than Novacaine after I shoot ya 

Yesterday I went to Coachella not to see Jigga 

I went to see Wiz but theres Amber, perfect 

I took a seat on the red futon 

Hit it with that Wiz shit on, whatever 

So put that pussy on my face 

and let me taste, a little taste 

I'ma eat it up like it's my last 

I'ma I'ma do it different, she aint gettin no cash 

You know why? I'm Not A Star 

Somebody lied I got a chppper in the car, huh 

That aint a lie 

(So put your hands up in the air) 

(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna) 

Know is any Gangstas up in here? 

I do it, I do it, boi 

So put your hands up in the air 

(I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna) 

Know is any Gangstas up in here? 

I do it 

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