[Rick Tat my name on you so I know its real Tat my fucking name on you so I its real
1: Drake] Tell a bad bitch girl, go hang You me, rolex, gold chain Fuck my young niggas, XO Get so you forget yo name Incense, burning, smoking out to my own Got wood in my white Range, Im taking off when that light change 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 taste now Lemme go and hit that cup, 1 time before a nigga hit road These days going by too fast, so give anything that make shit go slow Yea, money in my safe, but I'm dangerous They told me shit would change, but I don't really see no in us, oh no
[Hook: Tat my on you so I know its real Tat my fucking name on you so I its real 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 name on you, when I go you'll still be mine, yea You'll still be mine, yea, still be yours Tat my fucking on you, let em know you love the boy, wassup
2: Rick Ross] I fondle the money, with a fortune I play with her mind, she masturbate with my Its simple love, simple Her chest nice, not a in her ass Puffin' purple welcome to my power circle Sucker free no snitching and we when cowards working Rolls Royce rollin', gold rollie's NBA accountants, amounts get unholy But mama still 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 know its Tat my fucking name on you so I know its I know it hurts, But I aint hear it 'Cause when Im not around, I'll be there in spirit You'll be mine, yea, you'll still be mine Tat my name on you, when I go you'll still be mine, yea You'll still be mine, yea, still be yours Tat my fucking name on you, let em know you the boy, wassup
[Verse 3: I have to work in the morning so I always stay for 1 more fuck what they say, Im telling you no side effects Im sure Went from driving up on some old shit, to drivers doors is my town, if you need something just ask for its yours Yea, ask for its yours, if you ask for it its I could Western Union some money, get your passport and come You'll meet everybody I know, at it might seem like a lot But all playing their role, Put that on everything that I got And all I care about is my city, man I cant say it I heard things about y'all that they cant say about us I just hold it down for my side, I just hold it for my set I give everybody a piece of this, and I due whats left Yea I do this shit to the death, yea I do this shit till Im yea, I told you that its our world, and you foolish thinking Im Stop asking how the needle feel Tat my name on you, let these niggas know its real, wassup
Tat my name on you so I know its Tat my fucking name on you so I know its I know it hurts, But I tryna hear it 'Cause when Im not around, still 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 still be mine, yea, I'll still be yours Tat my fucking name on you, let em know you the boy, wassup