Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Motto, artist - Drake. Album song Take Care, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.11.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
The Motto |
I’m the f*ckin man, you don’t get it do ya? |
Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya |
Go Uptown, New York City Biiitch |
Some Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura |
Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami too |
Clubbing hard, f*ckin’ women ain’t much to do |
Wrist blancpain, got a condo up in Biscayne |
Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t sh*t changed |
How you feel? |
how you feel? |
how you feel? |
Twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil uhh |
I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself |
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I’mma do it for the Bay, okay |
Getting paid well holla wen ever that stop |
My team good, we don’t really need a mascot |
Tell Tune “light one, pass it like a relay” |
YMCMB you niggas more YMCA |
Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribbo |
Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shout to Gibbo |
We got Santa Margarita by the liter |
She know even if im f*ckin with her, I don’t really need her |
Aohhh, That’s how you feel man? |
That’s really how you feel? |
Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these b*tches wanna chill |
I mean maybe she won’t |
Then again maybe she will |
I can almost guarantee she know the deal, |
Real nigga wassap |
Now she want a photo |
You already know though |
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO |
We bout it every day, every day, every day |
Like we sittin’ on the bench, nigga we don’t really play |
Every day, every day, f-ck what anybody say |
Can’t seem em cause the money in the way |
Real nigga wassup? |
One, time f*ck one time |
I’m calling niggas out like the umpire |
Seven, grams in the blunt |
Almost drowned in her p-ssy so I swam to her butt |
It’s Eastside, we in this b*tch |
Wish a nigga would like a tree in this b*tch |
And if a leaf fall put some weed in that b*tch |
That’s my MO add a B to that sh*t |
I’m f*cked up, torn down |
I’m twisted: door knob |
Talk stupid, off with your head! |
Nigga money talks and Mr Ed! |
I’m so Young Money got a drum on the gun |
Energizer bunny |
Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar |
Ain’t sh*t sweet niggas on the street like hookers |
I tongue kiss her other tongue |
Skeet skeet skeet: water gun |
Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! |
Tunechi |
Now she want a photo |
You already know though |
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO |
We bout it every day, every day, every day |
We sittin on the bench, nigga we don’t really play |
Every day, every day, f*ck what anybody say |
Can’t seem em cause the money in the way |
real nigga wassup wassap wassap |