Otis Lyrics - Kanye West

Otis Redding 

It makes it easier, easier to bear 

You won't regret it, no, no 

No, girl they won't forget it 

Love is their home 

Happiness yeah 

Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her, don't tease her 

Never leave her... 

Jay-Z 

Sounds so soulful don't you agree 

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I invented swag 

Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab, proof 

I guess I got my swagger back, truth 

New watch alert, Hublot's 

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 

Kanye West 

Damn Yeezy and Hov, 

Where the hell ya been? 

Niggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen 

I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond 'em 

Now I'm bout to make them tuck they whole summer in 

They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again 

They ain't 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 

Photos 

Jay-Z 

Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth 

I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself 

Uh, live form 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 5 passports 

I'm never going to jail 

Kanye West 

I made "Jesus Walks" I'm never going to hell 

Couture level flow, it's never going on sale 

Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses 

Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive 

I get it custom, you a customer 

You ain't 'customed to going through Customs, you ain't been nowhere, huh? 

And all the ladies in the house, got 'em showing off 

I'm done, I hit ya up mana-naaaa! 

Jay-Z 

Welcome to Havana 

Smoking cubanos with Castro in cabanas 

Viva Mexico, Cubano 

Dominicano, all the plugs that I know 

Driving Benzes, wit' no benefits 

Not bad huh? For some immigrants 

Build your fences, we diggin' tunnels 

Can't you see? We gettin' money up under you 

Kanye 

Can't you see the private jets flyin' over you? 

Maybach bumper sticker read "What would Hova do?" 

Jay is chillin', 'Ye is chillin' 

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 can't change 

And pray that all of their pain be champagne