(Drake) Yeah Oh Na I'm ready Yeah Let's go Your girlfriend at my next show, OVOXO nigga Yeah [Verse 2: Drake] Uh, Wassup Real nigga doing real stuff Get a lot of money you can never get enough And you know the new shit sound so tough So-and-so just walked in, so what? I don't really vibe with a lot of these niggas I ain't really into giving more than one chance Girl I already tried with a lot of these niggas Fuck that That team don't know real, what's that That can't be from here That can't be what they believing is the best shit of the year That's that fake shit that's that fake shit, that's that top row of veneers Just when they getting impatient's when I make a world premier Aw, Damn, Word Award shows coming? Make sure you spell the shit right Make sure to gimme all the credit I deserve Make sure the good stuff's still in that Sprite They watch us, make the shit into a song You ain't living that boy, stop stealing that light Anything can happen when I do see y'all, guess it all depends how I'm feeling that night Okay Live my life in hotels, bitch better have my room right If they kill me, bury me a legend/ Bitch better have my tomb right Ahh This is perfect for the women that I've loved before I love em all, I just love me more
