Drake

[fox69]

"Plastic Bag"
(with Future)

"Plastic Bag"
(with Future)



[Drake:]
If anybody know, I know, yeah
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
Oh yeah, Magic city on a Monday
Esco treat that shit like church on Sunday
Niggas look at us like 'maybe one day'
Maybe one day, maybe one day
But for now a nigga got the ones with me
I be in the club with the bands
Like I got the keyboard and the drums with me
Maybe one day, maybe one day
You will understand how I get it though
Man, it's everything I ever said it is
Mixin' liquor cups with the sedatives
I roll up with the bands on me
This a good night to dance on me
This a good night to dance on me
This a good night to dance on me, oh
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
[Future:]
Yeah, last time they seen this shit it was BMF
I know Big Meech and J-Bo, they was there
I know OG India and Suga were there
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Bust it out the wrapper, throw it in the air
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Throw more money on a Monday than you make in a year
Oh yeah, order 60,000 ones
Told the owner 'bout to break a record
Hit the parking lot, it's looking like a video
Bunch of pretty hoes, high saditty hoes
Whole lot of Xans and we pass them round the table
Magic City on a Monday
We worship this like a Sunday
Oh yeah
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
[Drake:]
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
Go ahead and pick up all the cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
[Future:]
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all this cash
Go ahead and pick up all this cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
Get a plastic bag
Go ahead and get a plastic bag
Go ahead and pick up all this cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it

 

[fox69]

"Pop Style"
(feat. The Throne)

"Pop Style"
(feat. The Throne)



[Intro - Drake:]
Yeah, yeah
[Hook - Drake:]
Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich
This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit
All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop style
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle
[Verse 1 - Drake:]
Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it, do not make it
Got so many chains they call me Chaining Tatum
They do, they do
And I like to finish what you think you started
Man you boys just got to Hollywood, you boys just started
You don't know what you just started
All I do is hang with the young and heartless
All this is for my family, man, I try my hardest
It's all I ever did and look where it got him
Yeah, you've been on my mind lately
You've still got my number, girl you need to call me
I feel like they wanna see me learn the hard way
But you know I always handle that one my way
Girl let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock your body
Justin Timberlake and then I hit the highway
I can't trust no fuckin' body
They still out to get me cause they never got me
[Verse 2 - Kanye West & Jay-Z (as The Throne):]
They still out to get me, they don't get it
I can not be got, and that's a given
They like Pablo, "why are all the windows tinted on your Tahoe?"
Why do you know every single bitch that I know?
Why can't you just shut your mouth and take the high road?
Fuck if I know, that's that Chicago, aye
South, south, side, that's the motto, aye
Cop a crib and spend ten million on remodel
Take the devils out my life and preach the gospel, cause I know
We went way, way past the line of scrimmage, aye
Throne is back up in it, aye
In the field like Emmitt, aye, y'all get so offended, aye
I be blacking out, I ain't backing out
Jay about his business, and I'mma let you finish but I...
I just, I just, I just, I just wanna rock your body
Take you to the garage and do some karate
Chop it, chop it, chop it, chop it sipping sake
Throw a thick bitch on a Kawasaki
(Perfect)
[Hook - Drake:]
Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich
This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit
All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop style
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle

 

[fox69]

"Portland"
(feat. Quavo & Travis Scott)

"Portland"
(feat. Quavo & Travis Scott)



[Drake:]
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
Yeah
It's a Habibis ting, ya?

Yeah, my side girl got a 5S with the screen cracked
Still hit me back right away, better not never hesitate
Don't come around thinkin' you gettin' saved
Tryna show the dogs brighter days
Got a torch, tryna light the way
Bitin' everybody, which is ironic 'cause your next album probably won't ever see the light of day
Had fans, but you let 'em down
But I guess that's how you niggas gettin' down
I'm so high up I'm like, "How is niggas really gettin' down?"
I could never have a kid, then be out here still kiddin' round
Boys playin' around, where you really wanna take it now?
I got a 150, 000 dollars for an afterparty
And I gave it to the killas just to break it down
Bring us up, I never take us down
But if you bring me up, then they might take you down
Fake fucked with me back then
But it's gettin' hard for you to fake it now
Fuck bein' rich when I'm forty, man, I'm tryna make it now

[Quavo:]
Hell nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt skrrt

Quavo, young nigga, I invented you (ugh)
Ike Turner with the left hand (Ike)
Griselda Blanco with the trap moves
Gangland with the right hand
Undertaker with the tattoos
Never listen to the class rules
Switch it up, they bit the last move (let's go!)
I'm a magnet for bad bitches
You got the goin' out sad bitches
I spent a fifty on the chain (racks)
You spent your last fifty (ugh, cash)
I got the keys to the streets
You got the key to defeat
I got the keys to the warzone (brrrapt!)
You got the key to the peace (ugh)

Hell nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to ride the Wraith
Skrrt skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe

[Travis Scott:]
We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep
We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep
Gettin' loose, off the Henny, 'Roc, and a hint of Goose
Ocean deep in my swimmin' pool
Throwin' Dead Prez in my livin' room
Takin' shots, feelin' bulletproof
Flood my Rollie, told my bitch: "Let's go snorkelin'!"
Out in Portland, tryna get in her organs
No, I did not sign with Jay
But I still send a Tidal wave
Yeah, I might just go get the fade
Buy the du-rag and just tie the waves
Yeah, it's lit at the crib, you could stay
Me and Drake kick like Kid N' Play
The way that she servin' that cake
I gotta sit back and digest
I guess, for the fuck-shit I'm biased
I mix, double the cup when I stress
Got my momma out the basement
That's a different type of face lift
Free Max B out the bracelets
Don't hit us askin' what the wave is

[Quavo:]
Hell nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes

 

[fox69]

"Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2"
(feat. Jay-Z)

"Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2"
(feat. Jay-Z)



[Christian Rich and Utters:]
"Good God Almighty. Like back in the old days. You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play, how to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock but we just went in the studio and we did it. We had champagne in the studio, of course, you know, compliments of the company, and we just laid back and did it. So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much as we enjoyed playing it for you. Because we had a ball. Only real music is gonna last, all the other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow..."

Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all

[Drake:]
After hours at Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin' women and vino
The contract like '91 Dan Marino
I swear this guy Michael Rapino's boostin' my ego
Overly focused, it's far from the time to rest now
Debates growin' 'bout who they think is the best now
Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna play chess now
I hear you talkin', say it twice so I know you meant it
Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in it
I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks
No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you niggas at all
My classmates, they went on to be chartered accountants
Or work with their parents, but thinkin' back on how they treated me
My high school reunion might be worth an appearance
Make everybody have to go through security clearance
Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn
With the ink, I could murder word to my nigga Irv
Yeah, I swear shit just started clickin' dog
You know it's real when you are who you think you are

Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all

[Jay Z:]
I had Benzes 'fore you had braces
The all-black Maybach but I'm not a racist
Inside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is
Yellow diamonds in my Jesús
I just might learn to speak Mandarin
Japanese for the yen that I'm handlin'
International Hov, that's my handle
My saint's Changó, light a candle
El Gran Santo on the mantle
'Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too
Shout out to Worldwide Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide mess
Yes, still Roc La Familia
Says a lot about you if you not feelin' us
The homie said, "Hov, it ain't many of us."
I told him, "Less is more, niggas. It's plenty of us."

Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all

[Jay Z:]
Cake, cake cake cake cake cake
500 million, I got a pound cake
Niggas is frontin', that's upside-down cake
Get 'em a red nose, they clown cakes
They shoulda never let you 'round cake
Look at my neck, I got a carrot cake
Now here's the icing on the cake
Cake, cake cake cake cake
I'm just gettin' started, oh yeah we got it bitch
I've done made more millionaires than the lotto did
Dame made millions, Biggs made millions
Ye made millions, Just made millions
Lyor made millions, Cam made millions
Beans'a tell you if he wasn't in his feelings
I'm back in my bag
My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash
Gucci air bag just in case we crash
Uh, last night was mad trill
I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus, grab the wheel

[Drake:]
Look, fuck all that "Happy to be" here shit that y'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they still be tryna little bro me dog
Like I should fall in line, like I should alert niggas
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and not say I'm the greatest of my generation
Like I should be dressin' different
Like I should be less aggressive and pessimistic
Like I should be way more nervous and less dismissive
Like I should be on my best behavior
And not talk my shit and do it major like the niggas who paved a way for us
Like I didn't study the game to the letter
And understand that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
Like I didn't make that clearer this year
Like I should feel–I don't know–guilty for saying that
They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughts that I would share with myself
But I thought, "Fuck." It's worth it to share it with someone else other than Paris for once
I text her from time to time. She a mom now
I guess sometimes life forces us to calm down
I told her that she could live with me if she needs to.
I got a compound but I think she straight
'Cause she supported since Hot Beats
Right before Wayne came and got me out of the back room
Where I was rapping with Jas over beats
That I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He walked right past in the hallway three months later I'm his artist he probably wouldn't remember that story
But that shit stick with me always couldn't believe when he called me you never know it could happen to you
And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti and did that shit 'cause it's something to do
Yeah, I guess that's just who I became, dog, nothing was the same, dog

 

[fox69]

"Practice"

"Practice"


[Intro]
Cash money shit
Cash money shit

[Bridge]
I can tell that money's got you working
We've been talking for so long
Now we're finally here in person
I taste pain and regret, in your sweat
You've been waiting for me, oh ho
I can tell that you been practicing
I can tell that you been practicing
All those other men were practice, they were practice
Yeah, for me, for me, for me, for me

[Hook]
Girl you look good won't you back that ass up
You a fine motherfucker won't you back that ass up
Call me Big Daddy won't you back that ass up
Girl who is you playing with, back that ass up
You working with some ass yeah, you bad yeah(uh, uh, uh)
Girl you working with some ass yeah, you bad yeah(uh, uh, uh)

[Verse 1]
Girl you working with some ass yeah, you bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash yeah, his last yeah
Hoes frown when you pass yeah, they mad yeah
Couple thousand on your bag yeah, fuck yeah
I'm a big timer nigga yeah, money flipper yeah
Get it understood yeah, it's all good yeah
Girl I know it's real cause I've been around it
You only want what's real you just never found it
Don't give them no more chances, oh girl they had their turn
Everything for a reason, there's things you had to learn from them
But when I get you to myself
You know what's going down, what's going down

[Hook]
Girl you look good won't you back that ass up
You a fine motherfucker won't you back that ass up
Call me Big Daddy won't you back that ass up
Girl who is you playing with, back that ass up
You working with some ass yeah, you bad yeah(uh, uh, uh)
Girl you working with some ass yeah, you bad yeah(uh, uh, uh)

[Verse 2]
I know he messed up
But let a real nigga make it right
Let a real nigga make it right, you deserve that much
Let me put something in your life
Let me put something in your life, put something in your life
You telling me it's only been a couple other people that you've been with
I'ma trust you I'ma give you the benefit of the doubt, and I'ma love you
You can even call me daddy, Give you someone to look up to
Where my girls from the 504
You need to drop it right now
Need to drop it right now
All my girls from the 504
You need to drop it right now
Need to drop it right now
All my girls from the 504
You need to drop it right now
Need to drop it right now
All my girls from the 504
You need to drop it right now
Need to drop it right now

(Ooh, after you back it up and stop
After you back it up and stop
Babygirl, after you back it up and stop
Yeah, after you back it up and stop)

[Bridge]
I can tell that money's got you working
Got your body so wet,
Now we're finally here in person
I taste pain and regret, in your sweat
You've been waiting for me, oh ho
I can tell that you been practicing
I can tell that you been practicing
All those other men were practice, they were practice
Yeah, for me, for me, for me, for me

 

[fox69]

"Preach"
(feat. PARTYNEXTDOOR)

"Preach"
(feat. PARTYNEXTDOOR)



[Intro - PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Young nigga preach
Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach, preach
Young nigga preach
Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach, preach

[Verse 1 - PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
I'm in Miami
I need to call up Miss Cassidy
My name is Party, not participation
Sorry for the miscommunication
I need a drink and some tequila with you
You know what I'm trying to do
Hey, let's pop the E off at Liv
I've got some time here to blow
I've got the money to blow, I've got the money and blow
Don't have to guess how I know
Oh, it's a secret, trust me, I'll keep it
You old niggas boring as bones
You put the PARTY tape on
You know what's going on, you know what's going on
She keep it wet like tsunami
She think she sunk the Titanic
I get her hot like Wasabi
She think it's wavy and gnarly
I think I'mma pop one for you
Drink one fuck you

[Hook - PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Young nigga preach
Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach, preach
Young nigga preach
Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach, preach
Young nigga preach
Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach, preach
Preach, preach, preach, preach
Preach, preach, preach, preach

[Verse 2 - Drake:]
Still in Miami, most of these girls are too messy
I've got to do some reflecting
I've got to find me one out here that is good at taking direction
I am convinced that my calls are being recorded
So hit my assistant to get me the message
And make the connection like brrrrr
I'm on that wave tonight, I hope you not the crazy type, yeah
I'm in your state tonight, I might just break the bank tonight, yeah
PND ain't with the ray tay, you know Jay Wray
Got girls here going way way way way way way
Sauga city trip the pay day
Glo'd up off a gate way, man, you can't afford me
Doing is one thing, doing it right is a whole different story
Niggas is all in their feelings these days
All in their feelings these days
But hearing the scripture with that many sixes
You should be afraid

[Hook - PARTYNEXTDOOR]

 

[fox69]

"Purple Flowers"
(with Wiz Khalifa, Rick Ross)

"Purple Flowers"
(with Wiz Khalifa, Rick Ross)



[Intro]
Rapped in the warmth of you, loving every breathe of you
Feel my heart this moment, Ooohhh

[Verse 1 - Wiz Khalifa]
Notebook, Notebook
Trapper keeper paper
Willy Wonka's in my closet, all these flavors
Shop with me you'll get exhausted
Broke nigga's they gotta dodge
They just can't afford it, yellow star ships
Walking out the men's department
Now look at that bitch riding with me, ain't she gorgeous
You 747, I be foreign, snoring
Paper like the NBA, balling
No look, big house, own cook
My chick exotic, bring what I want through
And I don't even tell them what I want
I just throw pool party's in my hotel room, and they come
Didn't know I'm famous, so she claim she ain't a groupie
You feed her Mc Donald's, I'm the kind like eating sushi
Got a lot of loose leaf (paper)
Come down to that money, Boy I'm straight, no chaser, okay

[Chorus - Rick Ross]
I'm burning purple flowers
It's burning my chest
I bury the most cash, and burning the rest [4x]

[Verse 2 - Drake]
Tryna get the green, like I'm waiting at a long light
Broke just doesn't suit me girl, and every night is prom night
Where'd I put my bow tie, millionaire multi
Rest in peace to B.I.G, and praises to the most high
Getting stupid paid, off of smart decisions
I'm the man now, I guess that parts a giving
Someone please tell me the problem, with my competition
I ask, "What's up?", and they just always say, "The cost to living"
I learn from it though, I been down, and I got up
Bring a hundred thousand to the club, and light yo' spot up
And me fallin' and landin' in love, I don't think should happen
Because everything easier to get into, than to get out of
But someone show me to the owner of this city
Cause the owner's always seen to be the only people with me
I'm still the mafa, I still run the committee
NY forever, nigga's did it (somebody remind me where I'm at)

[Chorus Outro - Rick Ross]
I'm burning purple flowers
It's burning my chest
I bury the most cash, and burning the rest [4x]

 

[fox69]

"Put It Down"
(with Bun B)

"Put It Down"
(with Bun B)



[Bun B - Verse 1]
Now when it come to making money I'm a printing press
When it come to being Trill I'm a litmus test
I run it like a fitness test
And when it come to making history I'm like (?) son
A million ways to die you already chose one
A million dollars stacked it sounds like a good beginning
We on the top now go back and tell the hook we winning
And while ya there let em know we did it just for them
I made them cough the cash up and left them just the phlegm
Is that the King of the trill go tell em yes it's him
And his testosterone is up who's got the oestrogen
I like your girl and I think she like me even more
I hit her with that heave and ho and them I'm leaving bro
The dirty South's finest and dirty south's behind us
Now thats a plus on the report card not a minus
Keep your security blankets because I'm not your lighters
You got a problem with us you know its just as hard to find us

[Drake - Chorus]
Uhhh, since your telling on me
Tell the World bout me
Ask your girl about me, she probably tell you
Put it down, put it down
You know how I put it down, put it down
Every time I come around
Just bought a car, the n-gga Pimp owned it
I threw some tints on it
He would have loved it
Put it down, put it down
You know how I put it down, put it down

[Bun B - Verse 2]
They know I'm on a Port Arthur state of mind southern superstar status
I elevate the crime
My time is money so I put some money on my time
Lightening on the Breitling so exciting when you see that shine
We on that leather (?) before its never even thought of
I broke my bread and fed the team just like the Holy Father
I helped the blind to see and keep it G just like I oughta
The only thing thats left for us to do is walk on water
We playing all four quarters til the clock expire
So til I see the ref waving I will not retire
My flow is still official and I still got the fire
Can't take your eyes off me, like when you watch the wire
And in '0-10 we finna go in
So let the opposition know there is no win
And I am no friend so put your hand down
Tell em stand down before it's man down

[Drake - Chorus]
Uhhh, since your telling on me
Tell the World bout me
Ask your girl about me, she probably tell you
Put it down, put it down
You know how I put it down, put it down
Every time I come around
Just bought a car, the n-gga Pimp owned it
I threw some tints on it
He would have loved it
Put it down, put it down
You know how I put it down, put it down

[Drake - Verse 3]
I gotta hundred girls on each phone
Drissy Drake man, young sweet Jones
I never cheat unless you count the girls I cheat on
I know you can't bring every single one you meet home
Home sick just when I thought I was sick of home
Losing track of time everyday we switching zones
Drizzy Hendrix I'm just backstage getting stoned
Thank Me Later man, a million copies shipped and gone
Overboard n-gga I'm quoting more n-gga
Results are in I guess you should have voted more n-gga
Swimming in the money y'all just float ashore n-gga
Never drowning what the f-ck you think this boat is for n-gga
Yeah I'm quick to take an RnB diva out
I'll bring some friends she'll bring some friends that know what we about
And when it's done I'll put some slippers on and see them out
And tip the driver to make sure he take the scenic route
I swear these women living like they tryna write a book after
But I'm just trying to keep it G for my chapter
Listen to my words, see just what I mean
Rest in peace to Chad Butler everyday I'm riding clean
Ohhh

[Drake - Chorus]
Uhhh, since your telling on me
Tell the World bout me
Ask your girl about me, she probably tell you
Put it down, put it down
You know how I put it down, put it down
Every time I come around
Just bought a car, the n-gga Pimp owned it
I threw some tints on it
He would have loved it
Put it down, put it down
You know how I put it down, put it down.

 

[fox69]

"Ransom"
(feat. Lil' Wayne)

"Ransom"
(feat. Lil' Wayne)



[talking: Drake]
Yea...
It's Drizzy Baby.
You Already Kno Wat It Is
It's The First... I'm High... It's The 1st Time I'm Smoked In 3months
I'm Sorry Momma, I Had To Do It To Em
40 I See You... O I See Ya Homie
I Stayed Late Tonight Right... U Kno Wat Happen When I Stay Late
Yea... Boi Wonda... I Swear It's Like This Every Single Time
Toronto I Got Chu... I Got Us
[Verse 1:]
I'm a Hard Guy To Get Along With
Get On The Song With
When Shit Be Goin Right
Well I Jus Flip It To The Wrong Shit
The Team That I Belong To... The Artist I Put On With
Don't Ever Ask For Nothin'
'Cause Them Niggahs Got They Own Shit
Me & Weezy Like A Mouth Full Of Hot Peppers
Black Ferrari with Da Red Seats I Call It Playin Checkers
I'm Never Doin Verses I'm Forever Givin Lectures
If You Tryna Meet with Money I'll Be Happy To Connect Ya
Life Is Betta Than It's Ever Been
Scheduling Million Dollar Meetings with The President
Someone Cut The Lights On... Where Is Thomas Edison
Gotta New Condo... Watch Me As I Settle In
I Deserve A MTV Show For Me & My Ppl
And If You Tryna Zone I Gotta Who Swisher-Sweet Full
Rappers All Liars And They Women Are Deceitful.
Adding Till The Subtract Me, I'll Never Be An Equal
Last Place Drizzy Is The Nigga In The Lead Now
Weezy Told Me Jus Write Every Single Thing You Need Down
Then He Got It For Me And I'm Happy As Can Be Now
Bout To Start Ballin Like I'm Commin Off Of Rebound
Yea... And I Should Have The Most Bragging Rights
Because A Nigga Spit Crack... Bag It Tight
I Hate When Rappers Sey Dey Tryna To Get The Swagger Right
Cause I Den Came With More Fire Then A Dragon Fight
Fuck You Pussy Ass Hater You Should Do You
You Ain't Heard Of Me Then You Should Go And Get A Blue's Clue
Oops I Mean A Red Clue... Wayne's Here... Suewoo
Bet He Felt That Like The End Of A Pool Cube
But I Ain't Bangin I Ain't Waving No Flag
I'm ATF But They Ain't Seeing No Badge
It's Heartbreak Drake I Hate To See Em So Sad
I Can Son You, See A Little Me In Yo Dad
I'm The Same Yellow Boy That Used To Play Up On Degrassi
Can Pocket 20, 000 To Be Anywhere They Ask Me
Cash Like Johnny... Banks Like Ashely
Burning Like A Candlelight... Stupid Hoe Ash Me
But Don't Ask Me Shit About Me
And No The Game Really Ain't Shit Witout Me
She Might Have To Pay Me But I Dick Her Down Free
Wanna Kno If It's The Truth Then Pull The Zipper Down And See
... No Homo Doe
[Lil Wayne:]
No Homo though.
Yeeeea... Ummmm
I'm Goin In.
[Verse 2:]
Drizzy I Got Us This Is My Promise
I'm a Bring That Barrel To Them Bitches Eyeliners
And& Wat I Make Up Will Fuck Up Ya Skin
I Pick The Buck Up... Then Buck-Buck Then Buck-Buck Again
I Will Butt-Fuck Ya Friend... Then Suck Up Her TwinI Put The Buck Up To Him
Then Buck-Buck, & Buck-Buck, & Buck-Buck Again
Suck Nut you Duck Fuck Ya Unloving Kin
Now Don't Rub It In Like Lubbiderm On A New Tattoo
I Had To Kick My Princess Up Out My Castle
Dad Who? Never Had That Dude
Always Had A Black Tool
Even When I Was At School Cause Bullies Arent Bullet Proof.
Red Scarf... Hoodie Too... Prolly Ain't As Hood As You
Stupid Muthafuckka The Only Thing In The Hood Is You
I Do Everything As Good As You... No! I Do Every Thing Betta
I Get Paid For Every Letter A.B.C Ect.
Fetch A Bone... Like a Dog Muthafuckka
I Am Gone For Ya Neck In A Sec Intercept
Bring It Back Like Work In The Trunk
And My Exit Is Commin Up And I Am Head To The Buck Like Buck-Buck Again
Might Fly To LA & Jus Fuck Karrine
Nah Fuck Karrine... Let's Gets Bucks Again
And Fuckin Spend Them Bucks Again
And Then Fuck Karrine
If I Told Ya I'm a Do It I Did It
Got My City On My Fitted Bouta Pop A...
Let's Get It Let's Get It Muthafuckka Watchu Waiting On
It's Is Bout A Min Past Pissed And I'm About To Get Shitty
I'm With It If Money Is The IT
If You Want me With
And I'll Prolly Jus Spit On the Chick You Won't Be With
And I Hate A Bony Bitch Only Like I'm Only Thick
I Own Hip-Hop If You Don't Spit I'm Gon Evict
And I Jus Sold Alot Of Property To A Buyer
I Think His Name Was Kinda Like Drake Drizzy Rogers Or Drizzy Drake Rogers
I'm Too Busy To Play Father
When It Comes to The Game I'm Too Willing To Play Harder
So Harder I Go... There He Go They Chant MVP When I Shoot A Free-throw
CEO... Jaz Wat It Do?
The Haters On They Face And In They Ass There's A Shoe
Faster Than You. Badder Than You. Radder Than You, Ect
I Told Cha I Get Paid By The Letter Like A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z
Z Top Yes He Rock And Me & Drizzy Both Wrote On Detox
That Was Jus A Footnote how Long Can He Could Go?
Wondering When He Stop... BITCH When The Beat Stop
So I'm a Keep Rockin Till The Sheet Rock?
And& The Heat That I Send Burns Skin
The End
Young Mula Baby.

 

[fox69]

"Ratchet Happy Birthday"
(feat. Swae Lee)

"Ratchet Happy Birthday"
(feat. Swae Lee)



[Drake (PARTYNEXTDOOR):]
It's your fuckin' birthday (oh, birthday, happy birthday)
It's a fuckin' celebration (oh oh)
Tonight we celebrate
Seems like time's out of our control
It's a celebration, oh oh

[Drake:]
It's your birthday, baby, it's your birthday, yeah
Who's gonna love you on your worst day?
You talk so tough, I know you're soft like buttercups
Reese's, Reese's, don't be ridiculous
Just say your piece and peace up like Ibiza
Cool your headtop, you hotter than Anita
Bakin', baby, tell me where I need to-

To be, to feel, and fill
That emptiness inside you
Petty bullshit shouldn't excite you
On your birthday

[Drake (PARTYNEXTDOOR):]
It's your brrrrrrr-
It's your fuckin' birthday (oh, birthday, happy birthday)
It's a fuckin' celebration (oh oh)
Tonight we celebrate
Seems like time's out of our control (oh oh)
It's a celebration, oh oh

[Drake:]
They tried it, they went for it
All year and you're still here, just ignore it
If it ain't the real thing, you don't want it
GG, CC's all on ya
It's your month and you know it (and you know it)
And you know it's real, don't gotta say it for you
And you know somebody home prayin' for you
You say, "Play this shit," they better play it (ayy, play it)
For you (for you) on time
And I miss the days that you was all mine
Haven't been official in a long time
So tell me where I need to-

To be, to feel, and fill
That emptiness inside you
Petty bullshit shouldn't excite you
On your birthday

[Drake (PARTYNEXTDOOR):]
It's your brrrrrrr-
It's your fuckin' birthday (oh, birthday, happy birthday)
It's a fuckin' celebration (oh oh)
Tonight we celebrate
Seems like time's out of our control
It's a celebration, oh oh

[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Oh, it's your fuckin' birthday, oh, oh