Otis
- 所属专辑：Watch the Throne(目视王座)
- 艺人：Jay-Z
Otis feat. Otis Redding
(JZ) Sounds so soulful, don’t you agree?
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
(KW) Damn Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
Ni**as talkin’ real reckless, stunt men
I adopted these ni**as, Phillip Drummond them
Now I’m ‘bout to make ‘em tuck they whole summer in
They say I’m crazy, well I’m ‘bout to go dumb again
They ain’t seen 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 b**ch another ‘gain
(JZ) Photoshoot fresh, lookin’ like wealth
I’m ‘bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way I might merk ya
Flee in the G450, I might surface
Political refugee asylum can be purchased
Uh, everything’s for sale
I got five pass ports, I’m never goin’ to jail
(KW) I made “Jesus Walks”, I’m never goin’ 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 accustomed to goin’ through customs, you ain’t been nowhere huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got ‘em showin’ off
I’m done, I hit you up manana (JZ) Welcome to Havana
Smokin’ Cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano, Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Drivin’ Benzes, with no benefits
Not bad, huh, for some immigrants?
Build your fences, we diggin’ tunnels
Can’t you see we gettin’ money up under you?
(KW) Can’t ya see the private jets flyin’ over you?
Maybach bumpersticker 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 they pain be champagne
By iuds
(JZ) Sounds so soulful, don’t you agree?
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
(KW) Damn Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
Ni**as talkin’ real reckless, stunt men
I adopted these ni**as, Phillip Drummond them
Now I’m ‘bout to make ‘em tuck they whole summer in
They say I’m crazy, well I’m ‘bout to go dumb again
They ain’t seen 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 b**ch another ‘gain
(JZ) Photoshoot fresh, lookin’ like wealth
I’m ‘bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way I might merk ya
Flee in the G450, I might surface
Political refugee asylum can be purchased
Uh, everything’s for sale
I got five pass ports, I’m never goin’ to jail
(KW) I made “Jesus Walks”, I’m never goin’ 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 accustomed to goin’ through customs, you ain’t been nowhere huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got ‘em showin’ off
I’m done, I hit you up manana (JZ) Welcome to Havana
Smokin’ Cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano, Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Drivin’ Benzes, with no benefits
Not bad, huh, for some immigrants?
Build your fences, we diggin’ tunnels
Can’t you see we gettin’ money up under you?
(KW) Can’t ya see the private jets flyin’ over you?
Maybach bumpersticker 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 they pain be champagne
By iuds