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[Drake
Yeah, I appreciate your tonight
It's been a moment since I done public speaking
I find nowadays its to keep quiet
But uh
Sometimes you just let it out
Young Angel and Lion
You what it is

Ughh
I'm the of October
I drive here
I got
me champagne flutes, Rose and some shots over
I think better when I'm not
I goodie no glaucoma
I'm a holder
flights back home
No stop
spittin' that shit that they shot Pac over
The shit my mother shocked over
yeah
They a
I'm the of 7
A migraine, take 2
I'm the one over
I'm the new 11
And if I die
do it reppin'
I do a second
I swear niggaz be eyeing me all
And lying to their
And drivin' the cars
there,
Wishing their problems ours
'Cuz we have in common
Since I became star
I done became
Swervin' right my peer's lanes
Same dudes that used to holler my engineer's
One
I make the drapes and the sheers change
And show me the
I without fear claim
What I set seems to never
kid out baby
Word to Inglish
Count my own
See the paper cut
My song is your girlfriend's up ringer

Or alarm or
She be here 6 in the
If I let her
But I never get to fans
'Cuz a beaver
be the collapse of a dam
Always knew that I figure
How to get these label heads to offer him figures
And me the shows
Getting nervous
them hipsters gone have to get along with them hood niggaz
It's all
I'm going off like lights when the over
Make pasta rent a movie called hoes
Rest in to Heath Ledger
But I'm no "Joker"
I'll roast ya
Got no
Wet glass on your table
No
bread everyday boy
No
G & Tez got a cig
But I'm no
They just handed chips to me
No
I'm a Young Money Cash Money soldier
My cup over
The niggaz I ball with
I with
On Southern draw shit
of the year
0 6, Chris shit
D.R., CJ & Po
I see
These cases don't out
I we can agree on
Makin' enough to pay any Judy off
thing I'm a do is
Free
Go..

[Lil'
And I'll take
I don't want that T.I. and vacation
Private
Big
I'm to the bank
To a big donation

I don't
I stunt
And if the ain't on the stove
I for it
But in the time
You can call me Young Roy, Junior
the drugs and gun charges

Don't leave me
And I'm a head
to Vince Lambardy
Word to Mark
Leave a departed
All that blood like the Red Sea
My gun go like its retarded
Red on it like its recordin'
I ain't
I'm C-4in'
My foreign
We are in
A they aren't
Better dig in pocket
And pay
Better your eyes
Your fallin'
Watch the game from the
I'm callin'
No, I say that I'm flawless
But I
Damn sure tarnish
My pistol got
For garments
I'm so
I can vomit on a
K.Y. no
I'm on it
Weezy F.
Newborn
You know what they say 'bout when your palm
I'm gon' get
I'm gon' get
Young Money in your
And we gon'
And get toilet paper quick
when Bone spit
That's bitch
I'm on my grown shit
That Marvin Gaye know
No ice, just shit
And you boyfriend than a foam pit
I scream the world
With a long
I'm me

I'm me
you niggas sweet the pussy
In I eat
Fireman down your entire street
So fly I'ma take off when I
Bye.
And you can suck my
on my money
Head Yao Ming
Put your in the oven
If you touch my
I'm shufflin' the
'Bout to cut my

But I ain't the
House full of bitches like Tequila

I'm the man in the
My swagger screaming
Motherfucker!
Do you hear

Drizzy
What the lick
We magic
& Sick-freed

[Lil' Wayne
Wooh!
Moulah baby