Otis

[Produced by Kanye West]

[Intro: Otis Redding & JAY-Z]
It makes it easier, easier to bear
You won't regret it, no, no, no
Some girls, they don't forget it
Love is their only happiness
Squee'— Squee'— Squee'—
(Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave her

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublots
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snapback, see my cut through the holes, Hov

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
Niggas talking real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, 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 bitch another 'gain

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
Photoshoot fresh, looking 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 going to jail

[Verse 4: Kanye West]
I made "Jesus Walks," I'm never going to hell
Couture-level flow is never going 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 accustomed to going through customs, you ain't been nowhere, hah?
And all the ladies in the house got 'em showing off
I'm done, I'll hit you up maña— nah

[Verse 5: JAY-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking Cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva México, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving 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?

[Verse 6: Kanye West, Jay-Z & Both]
Can't you see the private jets flying 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 damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change
And pray that all of they pain be champagne

[Outro]
Scream it
Give it
Scream it

[Produzido por Kanye West]

[Intro: Otis Redding e JAY-Z]
Isso torna mais fácil, mais fácil de suportar
Você não vai se arrepender, não, não, não
Algumas garotas, elas não esquecem disso
O amor é sua única felicidade
Aperte ela, não provoque ela, nunca deixe ela
Soa tão comovente, você não concorda?

[Verso 1: JAY-Z]
Uh, eu inventei o swag
Abrindo garrafas, colocando supermodelos no estúdio
Provo
Acho que recuperei a minha arrogância, verdade
Novo alerta de relógio: Hublots
Ou o Rollie grandão, eu tenho dois desses
Armado quando eu saio pela cidade, eu manobro devagar
Dedo no gatilho, retroceda, veja meu corte pelos buracos

[Verso 2: Kanye West]
Caramba, Yeezy e Hov, onde diabos vocês estiveram?
Os manos falam muita imprudência; dublês
Eu adotei esses negros, Phillip Drummond eles
Agora eu tô prestes a fazer eles passarem o verão inteiro
Eles dizem que eu tô louco, mas eu tô prestes a ficar idiota de novo
Eles não me viram porque eu entrei no meu outro Benz
Na semana passada eu tava no meu outro Benz
Jogue seus diamantes pra cima, porque estamos na área outra vez

[Verso 3: JAY-Z]
Sessão de fotos recente, parecendo rico
Eu tô prestes a chamar os paparazzi pra mim
Uh, ao vivo de Mercer
Corra pra cima do Yeezy do jeito errado, eu posso te matar
Fujo no G450, eu posso emergir
Político refugiado, o asilo pode ser comprado
Uh, tudo está à venda
Eu tenho cinco passaportes, eu nunca vou pra cadeia

[Verso 4: Kanye West]
Eu fiz Jesus Walks, eu nunca vou pro inferno
O flow de alta costura nunca está à venda
Rap de luxo, o Hermès dos versos
Ignorância sofisticada, escrevo meus palavrões em cursivo
Eu fui personalizado, você é um cliente
Você não tá acostumado a passar pela alfândega
Você nunca esteve em lugar nenhum, né?
E todas as mulheres da casa foram exibidas
Terminei, eu vou foder você maña...nah!

[Verso 5: JAY-Z]
Bem-vindo a Havana
Fumando Cubanos com o Castro em cabanas
Viva México, cubano
Dominicano, todos os fornecedores que eu conheço
Dirigindo Benzes sem nenhum benefício
Nada mal, hein, pra alguns imigrantes?
Construa suas cercas, nós cavamos túneis
Você não consegue ver que estamos ganhando dinheiro embaixo de você?

[Verso 6: Kanye West, JAY-Z e Ambos]
Você não consegue ver os jatos particulares voando sobre você?
O adesivo do para-choque do Maybach dizia: "O que o Hova faria?"
O Jay tá relaxando (Uh), o Ye tá relaxando (Uh)
O que mais eu posso dizer? Nós matamos eles
Espera aí antes de terminarmos essa campanha
Como você pode ver, nós incorporamos os malditos otários
Senhor, por favor, deixe eles aceitaram as coisas que não podem mudar
E reze pra que toda a sua dor seja champanhe

[Outro]
Grite
Dê
Grite

[Intro: Otis Redding]
It makes it easier, easier to bear
You won't be regret it, no, no, no
Some girls, they don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
Squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave her
(Sounds so soulful, don’t you agree?)

[Jay-Z]
I invented swag, poppin bottles, putting supermodels in the cab
Proof, I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert; Hublots
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 talking real reckless; stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond them
Now I’m about to make them tuck their whole summer in
They say I’m crazy, but I’m about 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 bitch another 'gain

[Jay-Z]
Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
I’m 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
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
Everything's for sale
I got 5 passports, I’m never going to jail

[Kanye West]
I made Jesus Walks, so I'm never going to hell
Couture level flow is 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 going through customs
You ain't been nowhere, hah?
And all the ladies in the house got them showing off
I’m done I'll hit you up maña...nah!

[Jay-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking Cubana’s with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes with no benefits
Not bad, huh, for some immigrants?
Build your fences, we digging tunnels
Can’t you see we gettin money up under you?

[Kanye]
Can’t you see the private jets flying over you?
Maybach bumper sticker reads: "What would Hova do?"
Jay is chilling, Ye is chilling
What more can I say? We killing '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