[Otis redding]

It makes it easier, easier to bear, yeah

You won't regret it, no no

No, girls they don't forget it

Love is their home, happiness, yeah

Squee... squee... squee... squeeze her

Don't tease her, never leave her

[Jay-z]

Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?

Oww! uhh

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 roley, 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; go

[Kanye west]

"Damn yeezy and hov', where the hell you been?"

Niggaz talkin real reckless, stuntmen

I adopted these niggaz, 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 bitch another 'gain

[Jay-z]

Yeah, photo shoot 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 g-450 I might surface

Political refugee asylum can be purchased

Uh, everything's for sale

I got five passports, I'm never goin to jail

[Kanye west]

I made "jesus walks" I'm never goin to hell

Couture level flow, it's never goin 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 'custommed to goin through customs, you ain't been nowhere, huh?

And all the ladies in the house got 'em showin off

I'm done, I'll hit you up maña-naaaaaaaaaa!

[Jay-z]

Welcome to havana

Smokin cubanas with castro in cabanas

Viva méxico, cubano

Dominicano, all the plugs that I know

Drivin 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?

[Kanye west (jay-z)]

Can't you see the private jets flyin over you?

Maybach bumper sticker read "what would hova do?"

Jay is chillin (uhh) 'ye is chillin (uhh)

What more can I say? (what more can I say?) we killin 'em

Hold up, before we end this campaign

As you can see we done bodied the damn lanes

Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change

And pray that all of their pain be champagne

[Otis redding]

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! scream it! [3x]