Uncle Kracker - Who's Your Uncle lyrics

rate me

I laid with Joy and rocked rhymes with Run A couple mill in the bank and I ain't even done I got platinum plaques, I write platinum tracks I got it all from raps and that's the platium facts ...uhh All that and there ain't nothing I fear yet Sippin' champagne up in company leer jets 5 star meals, Caribbean vacations Everything's plush deluxe accommodations Nationwide the stations vibe To the car who covers tracks like the lace on thighs My ace is high there ain'st gonna be no guessin' And I'm the illest fucker on the bloack 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 everyting you wanna do So wht makes you think I give a fuck about you CHORUS Detroit to Texas, Texas to LA Who brings it to you, who ooh ooh ooh, Who's your Uncle? Brooklyn to the bayou, across the southern plains Who brings it to you, who ooh ooh ooh, 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 a chauffeur Hired a chef cuz i was tired of Stouffers I got over and people showed envy Cuz I couldn't choose between a Lincoln and a Benzy Fendi shades and topless maids I don't worrry about clothes cuz their custom made I drink crushed up grapes that have been aged for years Your smokin' OP's drinkin' 3 2 beers I've already done everything you wanna do So what makes you think I give a fuck about you REPEAT CHORUS