[Drake]
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I said tell me whats really going on
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Drizzy back up in this thing I'm ready, whats happening
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Gon for surgery but now I'm back again
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I'm bout my paper like a muthfucking scratch and win
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World Series attitude, champagne bottle life
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Nothing ever changes so tonight is like tomorrow night
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I will have a model wife your bitch is as hot as ice
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Every time you see me I look like I hit the lotto twice
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(Drake you got em right)
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Yeah I got em Bun
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I love myself because I swear their life is just not as fun
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Neks got the weed, Hush got a gun
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CJ's got my credit cards and a lot of ones
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Yeah, I'm in the city of the purple sprite
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Someone tell Maliah I'm on fire she should work tonight
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Call her King of Diamonds and tell China it'd be worth the flight
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I'll be at my table stacking dollar's to the perfect height
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Work something twirk something basis
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She just tryna make it so she right here gettin naked
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I don't judge her, I don't judge her
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But I could never love her cause to her I'm just a rapper
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And soon she'll have met another
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Thats why me and lil jazz bout to spaz can you keep up
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I'm just feeling sorry for whoever got to sweep up
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Yeah, bills everywhere, trill everything
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And Drake just stand for Do Right And Kill Everything
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I love Nicki Minaj
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I told her I'd admit it
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I hope one day we get married just to say we fucking did it
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And girl I'm fucking serious I'm with it if you with it
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Cause your verses turn me on and your pants are mighty fitted
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Uh, damn, I think you caught me in a moment
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Like I catch em stealing flows cause I swear I never loaned it
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And life aint a rehearsal the camera's always rollin'
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So come and get a portion of this money that we be blowin'
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Cause it's on...
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[Chorus - Drake]
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Yeah girl it's on
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You know what it is when I finally make it home
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I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
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Yeah, that you miss me a little when I'm gone
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And you just tell me what you down for
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Anything you down for
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I know things have changed
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Know I used to be around more
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But you should miss a little when I'm gone
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I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone, gone
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[Lil Wayne]
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Oooh shit,
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Muthafucker God Damn
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Kicking bitches out the Condo like pam
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Getting money everyday I'ma ground hog
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Bout to scoop your girl up like a ground ball
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I walk light so I don't piss the ground off
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Man I swear my bitches do it till they suck the brown off
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Erghhhh, thats nasty
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Yes I am Weezy but I aint asthmatic
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James Bain cologne, honey I put on
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Make em run and tell your friends like a marathon
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Voice baritone haters carry on
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Beat the pussy up, call me Larry Holmes
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Young Money's Jerry Sloan
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I turn every stone
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When she masturbate to me, that's how she learn every song
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To women I condone better write me when I'm gone
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No I'm not that thuggish not that ruggish but I do pack Bone
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Uhh, I'm a love machine
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And I wont work for nobody but you
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It's only me and her because the Bugatti coupe
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Its blood gang slam but I party with Snoop
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I aint lying I shoot
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You don't need signs for proof
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Turn you to a vegatable like you lining soup
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And when I'm in the booth, shit the lion is loose
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Man I got so many styles, I am a group
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Damn, I'll be gone till November
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Fuck it I aint trippin, I know Drizzy gon' kill em'
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I'm sticking to the script like lint on denim
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Mama say it if the rules aint bent don't bend em'
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Real nigga talking
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Shut the fuck up hoe
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Gotta do it one time for Haiti, wattup zoe
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Weezy F Baby and the F is for Front do'
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Cause that's where I bring it,
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Soo wu if you bang it, mothafucka
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[Drake - Chorus]
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Miss Me
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| Drake |
