Who`s Your Uncle |
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Who`s Your Uncle Lyrics |
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 I laid cuts with Jay and rocked rhymes with Run A couple mill in the back and I` ain`t even done i got platinum plaques, I write platinum tracks I got it all from raps and that`s the platinum facts...uhh All that and there ain`t nothing I fear yet Sippin` champagne up in company leer jets 5 star meals, Caribean vactions Everything`s pluxh delux accommodations nationwide the stations vibe To the cat who covers tracks like the lace on thighs My ace is high there ain`t gonna be no guessin` And I`m the illest mother fucker on the block no question I ain`t destined I don`t fuck with fate Self made millionaire while your bussin` plates You see I`ve already done everything you wanna do So what makes you think I give a fuck about you Chorus: Detroit to Texas, Texas to LA Who brings it to you, who ooh ooh ooh, who`s your Uncle? Brooklyn to the bayou, across the southern plains Who brigns it to you, who ooh ooh ooh, who`s your Uncle? I shot dice with the devil on many occasion Drank shots with God in an old gas station A couple accountants that count my statements Cribs all paid for, no car payments Rocked in basements for gas and beer And now I get all that and big loot to appear I couldn`t steer so I got me a chauffeur Hired a chef cuz I was tired of stouffers I got over and people showed envy Cuz I couldn`t choose between a Lincoln and a Benzy Fendi shades and topless maids I don`t worry about clothes cuz their custom made I drink crushed up grapes that have been aged for years Your smokin` OP`s drinkin` 32 beers I`ve alread done everything you wanna do So what makes you think I give a fuck about you (Chorus) |
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