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Skupina:
DRAKE
Album:
Miscellaneous
Leto:
2010
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[Intro] Yeah This on some "old Tommy Campos Dice Raw" sh*t For my n*ggas, though [Verse 1] You underestimated greatly Most number ones ever, how long did it really take me The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me So they never take shots, I got everybody on safety I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards You probably wouldn't lose a single rapper N*ggas make threats, can't hear 'em over the laughter Yeah, that's cause I'm headed to the bank, n*gga Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just being frank with you I mean, where you think she at when she ain't with you Wildin', doin' sh*t that's way out of your budget Owl sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it Damn, this sh*t could go on a tape B*tches lovin' my drive, I never give it a break Give these n*ggas the look, the verse, and even the hook That's why every song sound like Drake featuring Drake Tr8, Y pree? Why is it always me? Got us watchin' our words like there's wire taps on the team Cause I show love, never get the same outta n*ggas Guess it's funny how money can make change outta n*ggas For real Some nobody started feelin' himself A couple somebodies started killin' themself A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf I bet them sh*ts would have popped if I was willin' to help I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation Bad press during the summer over allegations I ain't lyin', my n*gga, my time is money That's why I ain't got time for a n*gga who's time is comin' A lot of n*ggas PR stuntin' like that's the movement And I'm the only n*gga still known for the music I swear, f*ck them n*ggas this year I made Forbes list, n*gga F*ck your list, everything's lookin' gorgeous Without me, rap is just a bunch of orphans But if I stay in the sh*t, there's a bunch of corpses And me and my dread n*gga from New Orleans Stashin' money like hoarders off multi-platinum recordings Eat it like I'm seated at Swiss, Sotto, and Joso's Nothing Was The Same, this sh*t for Easy and Cocoa This sh*t for Kareem, this sh*t for Jaevon This sh*t for Julius, Milly Mill Boy we do this sh*t for real All them boys in my will All them boys is my Wills Anything happen to pop and I got you like Uncle Phil Weezy been on that edge, you n*ggas just need to chill If anything happen to papi, might pop a n*gga for real Comin' live from the screwface, livin' out a suitcase But I'm feelin' good, Johnny got me pushin' two plates My weight up, I refuse to wait up, I started a new race It's funny when you think a n*gga blew up after Lupe N*ggas treat me like I've been here for 10 Some n*ggas been here for a couple, never been here again I'm on my King James sh*t, I'm tryin' to win here again A young n*gga tryin' to win here again Man, what's up [Outro] Yeah A young n*gga tryin' to win here again If I like her, I just fly her to the city I'm in I got her drinkin' with your boy I got her f*cked up, shorty Aww yeah
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