#TeamDrizzy

[Intro: Aaliyah]
Cause I..
Yeah

[Verse 1: Aaliyah]
I can tell there’s something wrong witchu, tell me do you wanna talk about it?
You say you got a lot on your mind, sit down, let’s talk about it
I hate to see you feel this way
So tell me, what can I do to make
It better for you, make it better for you, baby?

[Hook]
Yeah

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And I roll up looking harder than a bitchhhhh; Damn a nigga never switch.
You should get your cherry bust before you fuck around with this.
I buy some Rolex’s and pass em out as gifts; and when they tell me that’s to much I’m like no fuck it I insist.
And then we light it up and reminisce about the things that we would fix;how the fuck we got this rich.
This is just some inspiration for young niggas on they shit.
This for my young niggas on they shit forreal.
This also for the hood stars that I created whose booking rate went up right after we dated.
Girl you made it forreal hosting parties with athletes or another rapper then they tryna fuck you after.
Remember when you was my bitch?
My special friend with benefits you remember how you got here. Hope to God you ain’t forget, but the look right now you giving me tells me you did.
Empty stares from across the club like you don’t recognize the kid, but damn you know what it is.
Cameras flashing over here, I know that’s something that you miss yeah.
Its been bad but it gets good Drizzy Drake and the nigga Tim Westwood.

Check, check, check. 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2.

Diamonds hang around my neck; the crib is all finished.
No love for these bitches I said this year is all business.

It is a shame that a couple of them are off limits. No offence to my nigga.
It’s just the industry small, we all lust for the same women.
You know the ones we saw before we came in it.

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[Hook]
You know you know
You know you know

[Drake - Verse 1]
Uh, you know you know how the story goes,
you done jock my style, you done stole my flow,
you done seen me out, you gets no hello,
and you wonder why? Man you know you know, { ← Continue reading → }

[Rick Ross]
Tat my name on you girl so I know its real
Tat my fucking name on you so I know its real

[Verse 1: Drake]
Tell a bad bitch girl, lets go hang
You know me, rolex, gold chain { ← Continue reading → }

Intro:
T-Slack I promise I got em homie!
Yeah

Verse 1:
I turn the phone off
I let the seat back
Ima be out for a minute, I’ll bring the heat back { ← Continue reading → }