(Drake) I'm the fu---in man, you don't get it do ya? Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya Go uptown, new york city, b--ch Some spanish girls love me Like I'm on aventura Tell uncle luke I'm out in miami too Clubbing hard, f---ing women, ain't much to do
Wrist bling, got a condo up in biscayne Still getting brain from a thang, ain't sh-t changed How you feel how you feel how you feel? Twenty five sittin on 25 mil I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself Rest in peace mac dre, Imma do it for the bay Okay, getting paid, we'll holla wen ever that stop My team good, they don't really need a mascot
I tell tune, light one, pass it like a relay Ymcmb, you niggas, more ymca Me, freddie, marley marl at the cribbo Shout goes out to niko, jay and chubbo, shout to gibo We got santa margarita by the liter She know even if I'm fu--in with her, I don't really need her That's how you feel man? That's really how you feel? Cuz the pimping ice cold, all these b--ches wanna chill I mean, maybe she won't Then again maybe she will I can almost guarantee she know the deal Real ni--a, what's up?
(Drake - Hook) Now she want a photo You already know though You only live once, that's the motto, ni--a yolo We bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sitting on the bench, ni--a we don't really play Every day, every day, f--k what anybody say Can't seem 'em cause the money in the way Real ni--a, what's up?
(Lil Wayne) One, time f--k one time I'm calling ni--as out like the umpire Seven grams in the blunt Almost drowned in her p-ssy so I swam to her butt It's eastside, we in this bi--h Wish a ni--a would like a tree in this b--ch And if a leaf fall put some weed in that b--ch That's my mo add a b to that sh-t
I'm f--ked up, torn down I'm twisted, door knob Talk stupid, off with your head Ni--a money talks, I'm mr ed I'm so young money got a drum on the gun Energizer bunny Funny how honey ain't sweet like sugar Ain't sh-t sweet, n...s in the streets like hookers I tongue kiss her other tongue Skeet skeet skeet, water gun Oh my god, becky, look at her butt! tunechi
(Drake - Hook) Now she want a photo You already know though You only live once, that's the motto, ni--a yolo We bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sitting on the bench, ni--a we don't really play Every day, every day, f--k what anybody say Can't seem 'em cause the money in the way Real ni--a, what's up?
(Tyga) T raw skinny nigga big balls Fuck around get dragged rupal You funny little nigga duval Out of this world total re call Tell a bitch rah dig let her see saw Sought of like donkey like an ass nigga, hee haw Ha, run round in the 'rarri with the top off While you in the window, man I'm probably on my next car Aight, mighty dook with the ice on Real l.a nigga truck with the gun drawn Drawing on your face you're a clown jack in the box Boy that's your bop, she my new poom poom star, Stars in the back, Then homies they don't act, acting brand new Fuck her never call her back Matt forte got the bitch, running back Damn, that's the motto you don't know it's like that
(Drake - Hook) Now she want a photo You already know though You only live once, that's the motto, ni--a yolo We bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sitting on the bench, ni--a we don't really play Every day, every day, f--k what anybody say Can't seem 'em cause the money in the way Real ni--a, what's up?
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Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérpretes: Aubrey Drake Graham (Drake) (ACTRA PRS), Dwayne Carter (Lil Wayne) (KNR-I), Michael Stevenson (Tyga) (KNR-I)Publicado em 2011ECAD verificado fonograma #18400396 em 19/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM