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