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Drake

You Only Live Twice

 

You Only Live Twice

(álbum: Certified Lover Boy - 2021)


[Rick Ross:]
No, I'm never gangbanging in my blue Chucks
Money calling so I threw the deuce up
Yeah, they plotting on me but they gotta do something
Told my dawg two-something just to shoot something
Left them niggas stretched out on the train tracks
Rather you than me, here come that payback
Got 'em looking for that paper that they can't tax
Yayo so clean, I told 'em call it, "Ajax"
Hialeah celebrated when Fidel died
Patti LaBelle, who knew that we would sell pies?
Standing on your own is when you realize
When all the lights go out, that's when you see the real guys
Back to the real niggas glowing in the dark
Never perfect but you know a nigga heart
A rich nigga that'll pull up to the park
Get on one knee and tell the kids that they are stars
Bullet wounds don't be covered by ObamaCare
Your funeral was way too soon, that's if your mama there
Real niggas deserve to live twice
Plastic fork and some fried rice

[Drake:]
Yeah, two-point-two for the Rafael Nadal
Don't act like you're happy for me now
Don't act like you wasn't praying for catastrophic collapses
Catalog is immaculate
Still running the game, don't ask me about the practice
Ho, you go on vacation, don't ask me about relaxing
Not sure if you know but I'm actually Michael Jackson
The man I see in the mirror is actually going platinum
Unthinkable when I think of the way these niggas been acting
Yeah, I never did you nothing and you play like we family, huh?
Next thing, you wanna shoot me down, it can't be love
Not sure where you was tryna send it, it can't be up
That day you sounded like a bitch, you fancy, huh?
Damn, how can I forgive like this?
I gotta dead a lot of shit just to live like this
I had to fuck a lot of girls to get a kid like this
I had to get a lot of cribs to get a crib like this, nigga
That's why I'm moving all elusive
These boys on they last resort and it's giving us all inclusive
Been spazzing since CB was chunking up the deuces, nigga
Your shit was boo-boo, excuses, excuses, nigga

[Lil Wayne:]
Brrrt, may I speak to pussy niggas?
I just call it like I see it, I ain't even looking, nigga
I just walk it like I speak and I ain't speaking to them niggas
I ain't starving, I'm just greedy, all I eat is pussy niggas
Don't wan' see these pussy niggas, y'all can't see me, pussy niggas
You keep talking like you eating, I'ma feed you bullets, nigga
I might even cook a nigga, all my weed is cookies, nigga
Shove a 8-ball up her pussy like a fetus for me, nigga
I got bitches doing lines, I'm Adidas to 'em, nigga
I got sentenced, took some time and it was easier than simple
I'm so difficult to fathom like a fever in the winter
I got women in the Phantom with they cleavage out the window
Long hair, lot of tats and I smell like the pack
Money trail right on track
Whip that big body Maybach like it's a little Pontiac
All my chains look like snakes, that's some real diamondbacks
Pull my hammer out her pussy, pull her nails out my back
I don't chill, I react
On the scale, my pockets fat, and to this whale, you like a ant
I'ma dog, if you a dog, then pull your tail up out your ass
And on this Codeine, I'm a turtle, it done shell-shocked my ass
I'm the hottest on the cellblock, I promise
I can fly to check my mailbox, invoices sounding like Jill Scott
Pill popped, house in Hidden Hills on the hilltop
Her ears popped, she lick my lollipop and my teardrops, Tunechi

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