Drake — The Motto
I'm the fuckin man, y'all don't get it do ya?
You get the money everybody acting like they knew ya
Go uptown, new york city
Some spanish girls love me like I'm on twitter
Tell uncle luke about miami too
Clubbing hard, the women ain't much to do
Rich play, got a condo up on?
Still getting brain from a thang, ain't nothing 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, I'mma do it for the bay
Getting paid?
My team good, they don't really need a mask
I tell tune "light one, pass it like a relay"
Ymcmb? ymca
Me? and marley marl like to?
Shout goes out to nickle james?
We got santa margarita by the liter
She don't believe in fuckin with her, I don't really need her
That's how you feel man?
That's really how you feel?
Pimpin ice cold, you niggas wanna chill
I'm thinking maybe she won't
Then again maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she never feel real niggas
[Drake]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that's the motto, word to yolo
We bout it every day, every day, every day
We sittin on them thangs, but we don't really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can't seem em cause the money in the way
For real, wassup?
[Lil wayne]
One time, one time
I'm calling it out like an umpire
Seven grams in a?
It's eastside, we in this bitch
What's your name wood? like a tree in this bitch
And?
That's my mo add a v to that shit
I'm fucked up, torn down
I'm twisted: door kno
Up stupid, off with your head!
Money talks: "I'm mr ed!"
I'm so young money got a drum on the?
And a desert bunny
Funny how honey ain't sweet like sugar
Ain't shit sweet? like hookers
I tongue kiss her other tongue
Skeet skeet skeet: water gun
Oh my god, becky, look at her butt! tunechi
[Drake]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that's the motto, word to yolo
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