| Cmt | Rate | Subcribe(: [Lyrics:] [Lil Wayne:] Yeah, uh-huh [Drake:] Uh, hardly home but always reppin, You hardly on and always second, When I'm awake you always restin, And when they call you the answer you will hardly question, I, I'm doin classic shit in all my sessions, Other nigga's situations they are all depressin, That's why I never follow y'all suggestions, I just always did my own thing, Now I run the game, you stupid muddasuckas I see all this money through my ohio state buck eyes, Shippin goin good, but good can turn to better, Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her [Chorus:] It's okay [x6] You can run an tell your friends that I'm on [x6] Best believe I understand It's okay [x6] You can run an tell my city I'm on [x6] You can run an tell my city it's on [Drake:] Yeah, wrong way down the one way, Women don't get saved round me even on a sunday, Damn where I get it from, these niggas always wonder who, Then they meet my pop and tell 'I'm ''Drake is just a younger you'', And shawty wanna party so don't let yo girl up out the house Or there'll be shots on TMZ, of me givin her mouth-to-mouth, Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her, I drop two black cars I named 'em Malcom X an Martin Luther I don't ever play but I'm in the game lady, They just loose to love, those are tennis games lady, Have you countin money goin dufflebag-crazy, Sippin on Pink Floyd an puffin Wayne Brady, Damn, who's line is it anyways, I'm in the daze, you ... |
