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[Verse 1: Drake]
I'm the f*ckin' man, y'all don't get it, do ya?
Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya
Go Uptown, New York City, b*tch
Some Spanish girls love me like I'm Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, f*ckin' women, there ain't much to do
Wrist bling, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain't s**t changed
How you feel how you feel how you feel?
Twenty five sittin' on 25 mil
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'm-a do it for the Bay
Getting paid, we'll holler whenever that stop
My team good, we don't really need a mascot
Tell Tune "light one, pass it like a relay"
Ymcmb, you n*ggas more ymca
Me, Freddie and Marley Marl at the crib-o
Shout goes out to Niko, J, and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I'm f*cking with her, I don't really need her
That's how you feel, man?
That's really how you feel?
Cause the pimpin' ice cold, all these b*tches wanna chill
I'm mean maybe she won't
Then again maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real n*gga, wassup?

[Hook: Drake]
Now she want a photo
You already know, though
You only live once: that's the motto n*gga, yolo
And we bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin' on the bench n*gga, 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 n*gga, wassup?

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
One time? F*ck one time
I'm calling n*ggas out like the umpire
Seven grams in the blunt?
Almost drowned in her p***y so I swam to her butt
It's Eastside, we in this b*tch
Wish a n*gga 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 s**t
I'm f*cked up, torn down
I'm twisted: door knob
Talk stupid?, off with your head!
N*gga, 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 s**t sweet? N*ggas 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

[Hook: Drake]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that's the motto, n*gga Yolo
And we bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin' on the bench, n*gga, 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 n*gga, wassup?



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