Otis (Album Version|Edited) - Jay-Z/Ye/Otis Redding

Lyrics by：Kanye West/Shawn Carter/Harry M. Woods/Jimmy Campbell/Reg Connelly/Kirk Robinson/James Brown/Joseph Roach/Roy C. Hammond

Composed by：Kanye West/Shawn Carter/Harry M. Woods/Jimmy Campbell/Reg Connelly/Kirk Robinson/James Brown/Joseph Roach/Roy C. Hammond

Produced by：Kanye West

It makes it easier easier to bear

Yeah

You won't regret it no no

Some girls they don't forget it

Love is their only happiness yeah

Squee squee

Sounds so soulful don't you agree

Squeeze her don't tease her ow

Never leave her

Uh 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 Hov

Damn Yeezy and Hov

Where the hell you been

Niggas talkin' real reckless stuntmen

I adopted these niggas

Phillip Drummond 'em

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 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 ***** another 'gain yea

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 murk ya

Flee in the G450

I might surface

Political refugee

Asylum can be purchased

Uh everything's for sale

I got five passports

I'm never goin' to jail

I made Jesus walk

So I'm never goin' to hell

Couture-level flow

It's never goin' on sale

Luxury rap the Hermès of verses

Sophisticated ignorance

Write my curses in cursive

I get it custom you a customer

You ain't 'customed to goin' through customs

You ain't been nowhere hah

And all the ladies in the house

Got 'em showin' off

I'm done I'll hit you up maña nah

Welcome to Havana

Smokin' cubanos with Castro in cabanas

Viva México Cubano

Dominicano all the plugs that I know

Drivin' 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

Can't you see the private jets flyin' 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 d**n lames

Lord please let them accept

The things they can't change

And pray that all of their pain be champagne

Woah ha-ah squeeze her

Don't tease her never leave her scream it

Woah ha-ah squeeze her

Don't tease her never leave her

Woah ha-ah squeeze her

Don't tease her never leave her scream it