| 26 on my third GQ cover
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| Your new shit sound like you do covers
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| Of all of my old shit, oh shit
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| I’m devoted to making sure that shit goes unnoticed
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| Swear you niggas is hopeless
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| I should run a clinic for niggas that think that they winning
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| On some coach shit, 50 Ms for a three-month road trip
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| I see straight through them like fish tanks with no fish in them
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| Drizzy still got some '06 in him
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| IRS all in my books getting they Matlock on
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| All this capital it’s like I left the caps lock on
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| It’s like every time I plot a return I seem to shift the game
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| See I can still talk keys without pitchin' cane
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| Pay yourself and owe yourself
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| Before you come to my city just know yourself
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| Know where you at
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| I’m good in every town, I’ma be there doing shows where you at
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| The lights hit women screaming like Jodeci’s back, nigga
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| But that’s… that’s where all this… that’s where the feeling is
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| That’s where all that shit comes from… man I mean like
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| The music that you and I used to listen to ahh. |
| was just.
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| Absolutely phenomenal, because we went through it all
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| We went through errythang…
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| I remember you loved Jodeci
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| I mean like studied, you even made me a CD…
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| Your money is just a little Barney’s Co-Op for you to be tryna show out
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| I’m in your girl’s ear planting seeds like a grow-op
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| We move the operation to Cali soon as the snow drop
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| Oh stop, please stop arguin' 'bout who’s the best MC
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| I think everyone would agree, they know that you’re not
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| I know I’m a sure shot, middle finger poking you in your sore spot
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| Bars sound like I’m under oath nigga
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| I Comedy Central roast niggas and turn 'em to ghost niggas
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| Either I’m gettin' bigger or you’re just gettin' smaller or it’s both, nigga
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| I’m just as unforgivin' as most niggas
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| You bit the hand, now starve, it’s not a joke nigga
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| I’ll hang you with it after I teach you the ropes nigga
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| Oh well, bitches paint OVO on their toenails
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| And show up at the show, the afterparty, and the hotel
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| That five star in your city, they know where we at
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| I hit the lobby, women’s screaming like Jodeci’s back, nigga
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| Jodeci’s back
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| You bitches screamin' like Jodeci’s back
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| I call the front desk for condoms, she’s sayin' they ain’t got none
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| The way that I’m respondin', she know that we black, nigga
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| (Fuck you mean you ain’t got no condoms)
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| Jodeci’s back
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| Fuckin' hoes like Jodeci’s back
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| I paint pictures and flip words
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| Nigga woulda thought Def Poetry back (Cole)
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| Roof top, hoes turnt up
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| Lookin' for your bitch, bet she won’t turn up
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| Wonder where she is, fuck could she be?
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| She’s a ho, she’s a slut, she’s a freak
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| Heard a couple niggas hatin' but them fuck niggas weak
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| Count a hundred thousand dollars like it sucks to be me
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| Ain’t that what you wanted? |
| Stuntin' on you niggas
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| Came in this game never frontin' on you niggas
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| Gave you heart and soul, stories of my pain
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| Felt naked 'cause I laid out all my glory and my shame
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| Caught fire just to have niggas ignore me and my flame
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| 'Bout to burn down the house, they tryna put me in the rain, no
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| Fuck your list you lame niggas and doubters
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| I’m undoubtedly the hottest and that’s just me bein' modest
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| Go check the numbers dummy, that’s just me gettin' started
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| I’m artistic, you ****** ** ******** ********
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| Hold your applause
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| Who gives a poker face when you jokers showed me your cards?
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| David and Goliath, takin' on the giants
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| No need for pause when I tell you my balls bigger than yours, Cole
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| No false gods,
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| young Mike playin' against the Monstars
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| Tappin' into '94 Nas
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| Or that '96 Jay,
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| or that Chronic shit, Dre
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| Which is really just Slim Shady, I’m silly, my pen crazy
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| Today I’m out in Philly, my fans waitin' for 12 hours
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| Just to get their dollar signed
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| Thoughts stream like I’m Spotifyin'
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| Trenchcoat flow, bottom line
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| To these too cool for school niggas I’m Columbine
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| Flow dumber than your projections
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| This makes twice now, I doubled what you expected, yet
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| Your covers keep perplexin' me
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| Maybe it’s too complex for me
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| But is this 'bout skills or is this 'bout sales?
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| 'Cause either fuckin' way, man all them niggas is less than me
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| You legends know that we rap
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| Bitches screamin' like Jodeci’s back |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jodeci Freestyle , by - Drake. Song from the album Care Package, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп