Who bring`s it to you
Whoooooohhh
I laid cuts with Jay and rocked rhymes with Run
A couple mil in the bank and I ain`t even done
I got platinum plaques, I write platnum tracks
I got it all from raps and that`s the platinum face, Uh
All that and there ain`t nothing I fear yet
Sippin champagne up in company leer jets
Five star meals, Caribbean vacations
Everything`s plush deluxe accomodations
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
Detroit to Texas
Texas to LA
Who brings it to you
Whooooohh
Who`s your uncle?
Brooklyn to the bayou
Across the southern plains
Who brings it to you
Whooooohh
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 chauffer
Hired a chef cause I was tired of stouffers
I got over and people showed envy
Cause I couldn`t choose between a Lincoln and a Benzy
Fendi shades and topless maids
I don`t worry about clothes cause thier custom made
I drink crushed up grapes that have been aged for years
Your smokin OP`s, drinkin three-two beer
I`ve already done everything you wanna do
So what makes you think I give a fuck about you
Detroit to Texas
Texas to LA
Who brings it to you
Whooooohh
Who`s your uncle?
Brooklyn to the bayou
Across the southern plains
Who brings it to you
Whooooohh
Who`s your uncle?
Detroit to Texas
Texas to LA
Who brings it to you
Whooooohh
Who`s your uncle?
Brooklyn to the bayou
Across the southern plains
Who brings it to you
Whooooohh
Who`s your uncle?
