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The Motto (feat. Lil Wayne)

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The Motto (feat. Lil Wayne)

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[Drake]I'm the fuckin man, you don't get it do ya?Type of money, everybody acting like they knew yaGo uptown, new york city, bitchSome Spanish girls love me like I'm on AventuraTell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami tooClubbing hard, fucking women, ain't much to doWrist blancpain, got a condo up in BiscayneStill getting brain from a thang, ain't shit changedHow you feel how you feel how you feel?Twenty five sittin on 25 milI'm in the building and I'm feeling myselfRest in peace Mac Dre, Imma do it for the BayOkay, getting paid well holla wen ever that stopMy team good, they don't really need a mascotI tell Tune, light one, pass it like a relayYmcmb, more YmcaMe, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribboShout goes out to Niko, Jay and Chubbo, shout to GiboWe got Santa Margarita by the literShe know even if I'm fuckin with her, I don't really need her, ohThat's how you feel man?That's really how you feel?Cuz the pimping ice cold, all these bitches wanna chillI mean, maybe she won'tThen again maybe she willI can almost guarantee she know the dealReal nigga, what's up?[Drake - Hook]Now she want a photoYou already know thoughYou only live once, that's the motto, nigga YoloWe bout it every day, every day, every dayLike we sitting on the bench, nigga we don't really playEvery day, every day, fuck what anybody sayCan't seem 'em cause the money in the wayReal nigga, what's up?[Lil Wayne]One, time fuck one timeI'm calling niggas out like the umpireSeven grams in the bluntAlmost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her buttIt's Eastside, we in this bitchWish a nigga would like a tree in this bitchAnd if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitchThat's my Mo add a V to that shitI'm fucked up, torn downI'm twisted, door knobTalk stupid, off with your headNigga money talks, I'm Mr EdI'm so Young Money got a drum on the gunEnergizer bunnyFunny how honey ain't sweet like sugarAin't shit sweet, niggas in the streets like hookersI tongue kiss her other tongueSkeet skeet skeet, water gunOh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi[Drake]Now she want a photoYou already know thoughYou only live once, that's the motto, nigga YoloWe bout it every day, every day, every dayLike we sitting on the bench, nigga we don't really playEvery day, every day, fuck what anybody sayCan't seem 'em cause the money in the wayReal nigga, what's up?What's up?, what's up?, what's up?Real nigga, what's up?What's up? what's up? what's up?[Drake]Now she want a photoYou already know thoughYou only live once, that's the motto, nigga YoloWe bout it every day, every day, every dayLike we sitting on the bench, nigga we don't really playEvery day, every day, fuck what anybody sayCan't seem 'em cause the money in the wayReal nigga, what's up?
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