Ft. Drake
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(Hook)
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I'm the only one that get the job done
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I don't know a nigga that could cover for me
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Yeah, got some game from my Daddy
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He said she might say she luv me
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She don't luv me like she say she luv me
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Believe me, believe me!
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I'm that nigga, boy they luv me in the streets
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I'm not tryna find nobody else to be
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I'm the one they come to see because they all
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Believe me!
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(Verse 1: Drake)
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It's been me and Young Tune off the rip
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That's the man that put me in this shit
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If a nigga fuck with him, I put him down quick
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Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique
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I've been takin' shit light, you don't wanna hear me trip
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Goddamn, do y'all really know who y'all fuckin' with?!
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Yeah, I mean you can't really blame me for wonderin'
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Doesn't matter, could be winter or the summer
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On the road, I do One Direction numbers, I don't fuckin' miss
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Yeah, Stunna and Mack know
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When Wayne was gone for eight months, we put this thing up on our back
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And now we snappin' off on every single track tho
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Collect call from the boss like where we at tho?
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I was like 'huh, it's our time, nigga'
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He left Rikers in a Phantom, that's my nigga
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And I've been rockin' with the team, ?
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And we YMCMB, waitin' on somebody to try us, nigga
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Yeah
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(Hook)
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I'm the only one that get the job done
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I don't know a nigga that could cover for me
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Yeah, got some game from my Daddy
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He said she might say she luv me
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She don't luv me like she say she luv me
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Believe me, believe me!
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I'm that nigga, boy they luv me in the streets
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I'm not tryna find nobody else to be
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I'm the one they come to see because they all
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Believe me!
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(Verse 2: Lil Wayne)
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(Lord knows I'll murk one of these niggas)
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His and hers Ferrari's, nigga
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One for me, one for my daughter, nigga
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Waitin' for someone to test me like a Harvard nigga
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I tote a 2-23, two Michael Jordans, nigga
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Come on, fight these shell cases like a lawyer, nigga
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Find out where you stay, and act like we found some oil, nigga
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Out of duct tape so when he prayn I ignore the nigga
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All I gotta say is 'sayonara, nigga'
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Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain't dyn for a nigga
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Where the real queens at? Shout out Capone and Noreaga
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We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later
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Diamonds in my Rollie face cannot be exfoliated
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They think I'm associated, I'm the one that orchestrated
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Yayo get his ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin'
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Ain't bout what you walk away from, it's 'bout what you walk away with
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Dead Presidents, them coffins vacant
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I must be doin' sum'
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(Hook)
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I'm the only one that get the job done
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I don't know a nigga that could cover for me
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Yeah, got some game from my Daddy
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He said she might say she luv me
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She don't luv me like she say she luv me
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Believe me, believe me!
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I'm that nigga, boy they luv me in the streets
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I'm not tryna find nobody else to be
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I'm the one they come to see because they all
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Believe me!
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(Verse 3: Drake)
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Had to get it poppin' off the rip
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Rich yung nigga that ain't neva had to trick
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Slim Thug flow but you know I like 'em thick
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If she get a job at DOA, I drop her off a tip
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I had to get it poppin' off the rip
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I'm the one they tell ya been reppin' in the six
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Come into the city and ya niggas get to trippin' with
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Take ya to the Scarborough Bluff and drop you off a cliff
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Well damn, just be happy for the man
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Nirvana, Coldplay, nigga got bandz
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Ink from the money, got it all ova my hands
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Goin' out to Houston, spendin' all of my advance
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V-Live just took me for a cheque
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'Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt'
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Yes, right now you are lookin' at the best
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Muthafuck award shows and muthefuck the press
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Like that!
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(Verse 4: Lil Wayne)
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Muthafuck the rest! When they jumped off the porch
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I was stumblin' up the steps
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I'd give what I collect before I give up my connect
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It be a cold day in hell, icicles made of sweat
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One finger, slidin' 'cross my neck
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Niggas know what that mean like they deaf
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Nigga, I fire this nina like it's her first day on the job
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| And the bitch overslept, tune stay humble, nigga I'm a kin |
