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ne-yo - otis (freestyle) lyrics

(intro)
alright
shouts for j shout to kanye
can’t wait for that watch the throne
ladies and gentleman this is your friendly neighborhood ne-yo
now listen, i don’t normally do this, i am not a rapper
but f-ck it, this is a mix-tape, so here’s what we’re gonna do
we’re gonna have a little fun we’re gonna talk a little sh-t
we’re gonna spend a little money, we gonna spend a lot of money
see we can’t spend a little ’cause i don’t got a little money i got a lot of money
so we got to spend a lot of money
talking fast but listening slow one of the two is happening
so f-ck it let’s go

i don’t have swag
they are yet to invent a word for what i have
every time you see me i look like a money bag
ne-yo good money, everybody else money bad
wait, what you mean money bad
bet your money on them and you’ll never get it back
bet your money on the kid i guarantee that
when you’ll get it back, you gonna need a bigger bag
i got a lot of money, no denying that
but it ain’t in my gentleman nature to brag
so just for a second i’mma take the fedora off
and put on an ny fitted caps
and turn it to the back
to say a few things might make a hatter mad
see, everybody talk dough
but when ne-yo talk dough
ne-yo talk about dough that really have
multiple accounts, multiple amounts
multi million dollars from the multiple hits i have
count them
a porsche cayenne … for my lady
and for me a porsche panaerma black
a white sls gold wing benz
with the doors that come up like wings on there
so when i come through set whatever you driving on fire n-gga
hit the curb call a cab
you got by a chain money
i got by a fast food chain you know sonny?
what you know about that little …
… ran out of oxygen
call the waitress, we got 30 models shooting malibu red and we ran out of shots again
i’m a bully on this beat, beating on my compet-tion throw rocks at them
squeeze the trigger ’til the clip gonna stop another one in
and keep shooting, ran out of shots again

[outro]
ok, i got carried away
i thought it was a thug for a minute, hahaha
ladies and gentlemen, as i catch my breath, welcome to the mix-tape

- ne yo lyrics

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