[Rick Tat my name on you so I know its real Tat my fucking on you so I know its real
1: Drake] Tell a bad bitch girl, go hang You know me, rolex, chain my young niggas, XO gang Get so you forget yo name Incense, burning, smoking out to my own Got black wood in my white Range, Im taking off when that light Im Drizzy to my old bitches, Voodoo child to my new hoes I miss and I want it back, So Im all in with these new flows New flows, got new flows, rap is stress but it pays Pimp flows 'n screw flows, my shit be sounding like great now Lemme go and hit that cup, 1 before a nigga hit that road These days going by too fast, so give anything that make shit go slow Yea, money in my safe, but I'm living They told me shit would change, but I really see no change in us, oh no
Drake] Tat my name on you so I its real Tat my fucking name on you so I know its I it hurts, But I aint tryna hear it 'Cause Im not around, I'll still be there in spirit You'll be mine, yea, you'll still be mine Tat my fucking on you, when I go you'll still be mine, yea You'll be mine, yea, I'll still be yours Tat my fucking name on you, let em know you love the boy,
[Verse 2: Rick I the money, fornicate with a fortune I with her mind, she masturbate with my Porsche Its love, simple math Her chest nice, not a in her ass Puffin' purple hash to my power circle Sucker free no snitching and we know when cowards Rolls rollin', rose gold rollie's NBA accountants, amounts get unholy But still praying for her rubberband man When them wheels land, Travis Barker drums Tap to my drum roll, I love a bitch that know to keep me one rolled
[Hook: Tat my name on you so I its real Tat my fucking name on you so I its real I know it hurts, But I tryna hear it when Im not around, I'll still be there in spirit You'll still be mine, yea, you'll be mine Tat my name on you, when I go you'll still be mine, yea You'll be mine, yea, I'll still be yours Tat my fucking on you, let em know you love the boy, wassup
3: Drake] I dont to work in the morning so I always stay for 1 more what they say, Im telling you theres no side effects Im sure Went from driving up on some old shit, to drivers doors This is my town, if you need something just ask for its Yea, ask for its yours, if you ask for it its I could Union some money, get your passport and then come You'll meet I know, at first it might seem like a lot But they're all playing their role, Put on everything that I got And all I about is my city, man I cant say it enough I done heard things about y'all that they cant say us I hold it down for my side, I just hold it down for my set I give everybody a piece of this, and I make due whats Yea I do this to the death, yea I do this shit till Im gone yea, I told you that its our world, and you foolish Im wrong Stop asking how the fucking feel Tat my fucking name on you, let these know its real, wassup
Tat my name on you so I know its Tat my fucking name on you so I its real I it hurts, But I aint tryna hear it 'Cause when Im not around, I'll be there in spirit still be mine, yea, you'll still be mine Tat my fucking name on you, when I go still be mine, yea You'll still be mine, yea, I'll be yours Tat my fucking name on you, let em you love the boy, wassup