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Drake Song Lyrics

[Intro riff raff]

Boys, now listen, we got more motherfuckin' tv screens

On the outside the damn tour bus than on that motherfucker. boys playin' playstation

We come through motherfuckin' hang gliding

Off motherfuckin' versace skyscrapers

I don't get it, what more can you ask for?

[Drake]

Yeah, sound sound sound

Yeah, real 6 side shit

Sickos, ah man...

[Verse 1 drake]

Yeah, when you get to where I'm at

You gotta remind 'em where the fuck you at

Every time they talkin' it's behind your back

Gotta learn to line 'em up and then attack

They gon' say your name on them airwaves

They gon' hit you up right after like it's only rap

Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin' treasure map

And ain't told no one where the fuck it's at

Shout out to the g's from the ends

We don't love no girls from the ends

I'm gon hit 'em with the wham once again

I'mma always end up as a man in the end, dog

It's just apparent every year

Only see the truth when I'm staring in the mirror

Lookin' at myself like, there it is there

Yeah, like there it is there man, whoo

I ain't tryna chance it

I be with the bands like a nigga went to jackson state

Or grambling

Young nick cannon with the snare drum, dancin'

Watch the way I handle it, uh

Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shit is candle lit

She know I'm the man with it, uh

With the bands like I must've went to clark, went to hampton

I ain't playin' with it.

[Hook drake]

I ain't felt the pressure in a little while

It's gonna take some getting used to

Floatin' all through the city with the windows down

Puttin' on like I used to

They never told me when you get the crown

It's gon' take some getting used to

New friends all in their old feelings now

They don't love you like they used to man.

[Verse 2 drake]

Way more gully gully than buddy buddy

Never needed your acceptance, never needed nothin'

You don't understand, I'm the only one to hear from

You don't understand that it's me or nothin'

Yea, I'm fuckin' glowin' up

Shaq postin' up on niggas that I used to have posters of

Real quick man, you couldn't have hated that

Let's be real nigga, you couldn't have made it that

Woah, dance our dance, watch me dance

You're fuckin' with the best man, I'm too advanced

After this drop I got new demands

Can't meet the terms, keep it movin' then

Make sure the plane got a phone now

So when we bout to land I can call to tell the wolves I'm home now

I'll tell 'em link up at the valley at the hazy

Think I had the shit that had the city going crazy.

[Hook drake]

[Verse 3 lil wayne]

When you get to where the fuck I'm at

You gotta remind 'em about where you been

About all of the money that done came and went

About the two cents I ain't never spent

When they say you're too famous to pack a gat

I gotta remind 'em about where I'm from

Not about where I'm going, about where I've gone

Stepping on a swisher roach like a stepping stone

Goin' at a nigga throat like a herringbone

Boy do I smell beef? mmmm pheromones

Got a fuckin' halo over my devil horns

Trap pumpin' all night like chevron

Suck a nigga dick for a iphone 6

Fuck my nigga terry for a new blackberry

You can get buried for a ounce of katy perry

I was only five but still remember the drought in '87

Lord tell 'em bitches I ain't got no times to play games with 'em

I ain't got no time

Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence

I'm fuckin' her mind

I got, mind control over deebo

Parmesan my panino

Promethazine over pinot

And when my bloods start shootin' that's b-roll bitch.

[Hook drake + lil wayne]

[Outro riff raff]

Let's just let bygones be bygones, okay?

Let's just go ahead and just let bygones be bygones

I pull up lookin' like a damn cyborg, weighin' 224

Oh man, these boys don't even understand

Listen when you see ovo jodi pull up on the scene with drake

For goodness sakes, well for goodness sakes

You see this mixtape you listenin' to? this an album

Yea, we could have, we could have sold it to you for 17.99

Or 29.99 with the shirt, buy it at the target

These motherfuckers trippin' so hard I had to look down and double check cause I thought they had their shoes tied together

Motherfuckers got they shoes tied together

What more could you ask for?

Boys harassing me with these questions

How about this?

How about don't ask me no more motherfucking questions

We ain't doing no interview.