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

Ughh
I'm the property of
I drive here
I got
Bring me champagne flutes, Rose and shots over
I think better when I'm not
I Smoke no glaucoma
I'm a holder
Private flights home
No stop
Still spittin' that shit they shot Pac over
The shit my mother looked shocked
Haha
They a
I'm the of 7
A migraine, take 2
I'm the one twice
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 the same cars
there,
Wishing their problems ours
'Cuz we have in common
Since I done became
I done bigger
Swervin' right my peer's lanes
Same that used to holler my engineer's name
One
I could make the drapes and the sheers
And me the city
That I fear claim
I set seems to never extinguish
Coolest kid out
Word to Chuck
Count my own
See the paper cut
My is your girlfriend's wakin' up ringer

Or alarm or
She be here 6 in the
If I let her
But I never get attracted to
'Cuz a eager
be the collapse of a dam
Always knew I could figure
How to get these label heads to offer him good
And me doing the
everyone nervous
'Cuz them hipsters gone to get along with them hood niggaz
It's all
I'm off like lights when the shows' over
pasta rent a movie called hoes over
Rest in peace to Heath
But I'm no "Joker"
slow roast ya
Got no
Wet glass on your table
No
Burn everyday boy
No
G & Tez got a cig
But I'm no
just handed chips to me nigga
No
I'm with a Money Cash Money soldier
My cup runneth
The same niggaz I with
I fall
On some Southern draw
of the year
0 6, Chris shit
D.R., CJ & Po
I see
These cases don't out
I hope we can on
enough to pay any Judge Judy off
First I'm a do is
Weezy
Go..

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

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

Don't me unguarded
And I'm a cheese
to Vince Lambardy
Word to Mark
Leave a snitch
All blood like the Red Sea parted
My gun go crazy like its
Red light on it like its
I ain't
I'm C-4in'
My currency
We are in
A lead they
Better dig in your
And pay
Better your eyes
Your face
the game from the side
I'm play
No, I didn't say I'm flawless
But I
Damn sure tarnish
My pistol got
For garments
I'm so
I can on a comet
K.Y. no
I'm on it
Weezy F.
bitch
You know what say 'bout when your palm itch
I'm get money
Money I'm get
Money in your tummy
And we gon'
And get that paper quick
Like when Bone
That's bitch
I'm back on my grown
That only Marvin Gaye
No ice, just shit
And you boyfriend softer than a pit
I scream the world
a long dick
I'm me

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

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

I'm the man in the
My just screaming
Motherfucker!
Do you her?

Drizzy
What the read?
We magic
Boy-Roy &

Wayne outro]
Wooh!
Young baby