Styles P - Otis lyrics

[Intro: Jadakiss] I'll do it thousand times.. Matter of fact, I can do it 3000 times Call me Mr 3000 [Verse 1: Jadakiss] These rappers need to take a lying course Hit a hoodrat put her on a iron horse Just remember, you the worker, I'm the boss Little n***as, go to your room, and do your chores I can get anything, n***a, if I want it Make a gentleman's bet and put a pie on it Treat the track like sh**, and talk fly on it I ain't watching the throne, but got my eye on it [Verse 2: Styles P] I invented movie's matinee If rap didn't that work then it was back to yay In an hour like EP, MD, Yeah biggie the best, n***a, then me (and me) And loose, still bang you out cherry red M3 Coupe Still with the n***as that I grew up with Couple n***as threw up sh**, Blew up sh** All this for a vehicle, blew up kids Condo downtown with a new tough b**h Best friend cook crack good and s** dick Probably the rap n***a girlfriend that I f** with [Jadakiss & Styles P] Uh, can't firm, this is wavy Blowing out loud packs with the prince of Haiti Welcome home to my n***a 80 I was moving them things, you was just a baby I'm in the mean zone I spit mean poems For these mean clones Forest green foams The needle of a thread flow need a seam song Hard plastic, blue steel and mean chrome I'm no hater, you're no greater I'm accustomed to crushing the bodega Buying all this new sh**, with old paper Silk Versaces, Go with them old gators Turbo with a white hemi, Grey goose, Patron shots of White Remy Over the years I've acquired some nice pennies Violate, So I could fire this nice semi Suit taylor though, n***a, hand made Your girl spinnin on my dick like the fan blade Blowing like the AC Been nice as Biggie days, f** it we on a rampage Jay to the mwah, I'll ghost you Say good bye to whoever you close to Always been top 5, now I'm in top one Fly n***a, make a model with a shotgun Roll a dutch, be happy that you're shotgun I know alot of gansters, your man's not one With the j**eler or the dealer at the lot, hun And I get a lot of paper and not one's Always been the hardest, now I'm just way better than every f**ing artist Everybody's a target, we ain't on a intake Your girl s**ing the seats out I've been straight All she see is templates All I see is permanent money Go ahead and spit game cause You're learning it from me What?