Lirik Drake - The Motto

Lirik "The Motto" dari Drake ini dipublikasikan pada tanggal 19 February 2012 oleh admin dalam katalog Lagu Barat. Lagu ini masih berupa single.

 

Lirik Lagu The Motto

[Drake:]
Iím the fuckin man, you donít 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 Iím Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke Iím out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, Fuckiní women ainít much to do
Wrist blang, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ainít shit changed
How you feel? how you feel? how you feel?
Twenty five sittiní on 25 mil uhh
Iím in the building and Iím feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, Iímma do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid well holla whenever that stop
My team good, we donít really need a mascot
Tell Tune ďlight one, pass it like a relayĒ
YMCMB you niggas more YMCA
Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribbo
Shout goes out to Niko, Jay and Chubbo, shout to Gibo
We got Santa Margarita by the liter
She know even if im fuckin with her, I donít really need her
Aohhh, Thatís how you feel man?
Thatís really how you feel?
Cause the pimpiní ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill
I mean maybe she wonít
Then again maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the deal,
Real nigga what's up?

[Drake - Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: thatís the motto nigga YOLO
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittiní on the bench, nigga we donít really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Canít see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real nigga what's up?

[Lil Wayne:]
One, time fuck one time
Iím calling niggas out like the umpire
Seven, grams in the blunt
Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt
Itís Eastside, we in this bitch
Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch
And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch
Thatís my MO add a B to that shit
Iím fucked up, torn down
Iím twisted: door knob
Talk stupid, off with your head!
Nigga money talks and Mr Ed!
Iím so Young Money got a drum on the gun
Energizer bunny
Funny how honey ainít sweet like sugar
Ainít shit 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

[Drake - Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: thatís the motto nigga YOLO
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin on the bench, nigga we donít really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Canít see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real nigga what's up what's up what's up

 




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