Uncle Kracker - Who's Your Uncle Lyrics
I laid cuts with jay and rocked rhymes with runA couple mill in the back and i aint even doneI got platinum plaques, I write platinum tracksI got it all from raps and thats the platinum facts...uhhAll that and there aint nothing I fear yetSippin champagne up in company leer jets5 star meals, caribean vactionsEverythings pluxh delux accommodationsNationwide the stations vibeTo the cat who covers tracks like the lace on thighsMy ace is high there aint gonna be no guessinAnd Im the illest mother *****er on the block no questionI aint destined I dont ***** with fateSelf made millionaire while your bussin platesYou see Ive already done everything you wanna doSo what makes you think I give a ***** about youChorus:Detroit to texas, texas to laWho brings it to you, who ooh ooh ooh, whos your uncle?Brooklyn to the bayou, across the southern plainsWho brigns it to you, who ooh ooh ooh, whos your uncle?I shot dice with the devil on many occasionDrank shots with God in an old gas stationA couple accountants that count my statementsCribs all paid for, no car paymentsRocked in basements for gas and beerAnd now I get all that and big loot to appearI couldnt steer so I got me a chauffeurHired a chef cuz I was tired of stouffersI got over and people showed envyCuz I couldnt choose between a lincoln and a benzyFendi shades and topless maidsI dont worry about clothes cuz their custom madeI drink crushed up grapes that have been aged for yearsYour smokin ops drinkin 32 beersIve alread done everything you wanna doSo what makes you think I give a ***** about you(chorus)
