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Yeah, Yeah 
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Bad b foreign and cute
Like lemme show you my way
10-10 reefer in her zoot
One eye Closed that's Fetty no Drake
Smoking

didn't have to bake

Niggas wanna beef 
So I grill em like steak  

I lost my focus 
Now I'm awake 

Whip out that drake 
It start singing like drake

on the hush
Can I be your secret You can be my secret
I won't tell on the side is how we keep it
Adidas everyday I dream about sex like Drake you're the best

Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is

D-D-D-Do that

I got friends with money, and I got money too
So we put it together and let
You pick what to do and then we do it!
(Young paid nigga

the money to produce them Hitmakers

Moving...
I ain't talking shakers...
Bread?
Fuck that
Nigga
I'm the baker
Only real...
Fuck the fakers...
Paper hauling

All these fake friends they come and they go
That's why I don't need no one by my soul
I be getting money yeah the money and gold
Always be left be

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

Closer to My Dreams

Drake

Drought Is Over

2009

fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch

too but I don't do
Got the shooting that can score the goals when I want to
Only use it when I'm on the road and I'm on route 
Go anywhere for the money

Miss Me

Lil Wayne

Fetti Holmes

2010

I will have a model wife 
Yo bitch is as hot as ice 
Every time you see I look like I hit the lotto twice 
"Drake you got em right?" 
Yea I got em

Miss Me

Lil Wayne

Thank Me Later

2010

I will have a model wife, yo' bitch is as hot as ice
Every time you see me, I look like I hit the lotto twice
Drake, you got 'em, right? Yeah, I got

How you sliding?
Glocks, drakes and choppas in the whip (up in the whip)
Run in his crib and rearrange this nigga shit (his whole shit) 
We aint

MO MONEY LESS FRIENDS

[Intro: St Spittin]

Mo money, mo problems
This thang hit with that sense of urgency mayne
That no play play, definitely that

I let a lot of homies slide
Only got a few left by my side 
Never liked feuding with my guys
But I know that we gon be alright (Yeah, yeah) 
A few

can't go

Am I punishing myself
Boy I ain't sure
Just a bad guy surrounded by the women of his dreams
But they all outta reach
Cause it seems that I ain't

Point em out, ok I'm on em then
She made her dawg eat me up ain't even want her friend
Said leave the sticks up in the car but we gon sneak em in

Yeah
The dinners on me
Skrrrrrr
I spit venom on the spot
I'm a make it my show
Got a rollie on my arm
I'm a let drake know
Just Fell that beat
And Watch

also like
Wasted Time
Connor Cassidy
Rich Flex
Drake & 21 Savage
Circo Loco
Drake & 21 Savage

Become a liar again
By lying to myself that is
Trust me

out my pocket
Hit my bitch friend cause I'm toxic
Trio pulled up with a 8, we finna drop it
You better buy a gun, we into it, I ain't boxin
Whites

get slimy by that bread, I could've bought a outfit, I put money on his head
That's your brother on this paperwork, ain't shit funny, Y'all sum feds

me
Prayed on by all these foes, it'll put you in a frenzy
Niggas hear about my woes and dismiss em
Confusing 'em with the ones that Drake ran through

Right Above It

Lil Wayne

Right Above It

probably should know
This that Slum Dog Millionaire Bollywood flow and uh
My real friends never hearing from me
Fake friends write the wrong answers

I'm at the top and I dont have to wait
Just send me the money I'm finna get paid
Ice in my chains these diamonds a lake
I got the vision so I carry