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