The Motto (feat. Lil Wayne)

Drake

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    [Drake]
    I'm the fuckin man, you don't get it do ya?
    Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya
    Go uptown, New York city, bitch
    Some Spanish girls love me like I'm on Aventura
    Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too
    Clubbing hard, fucking women, ain't much to do

    Wrist blancpain, got a condo up in Biscayne
    Still getting brain from a thang, ain't shit changed
    How you feel how you feel how you feel?
    Twenty five sittin on 25 mil
    I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
    Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'ma do it for the Bay
    Okay, getting paid well holla wen ever that stop
    My team good, they don't really need a mascot
    I tell Tune, light one, pass it like a relay
    YMCMB, more YMCA
    Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribbo
    Shout goes out to Niko, Jay and Chubbo, shout to Gibo
    We got Santa Margarita by the liter
    She know even if I'm fuckin with her, I don't really need her, oh
    That's how you feel man?
    That's really how you feel?
    'cause the pimping ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill
    I mean, maybe she won't
    Then again maybe she will
    I can almost guarantee she know the deal
    Real nigga, what's up?

    [Drake - Hook]
    Now she want a photo
    You already know though
    You only live once, that's the motto, nigga Yolo
    We bout it every day, every day, every day
    Like we sitting on the bench, nigga we don't really play
    Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
    Can't seem 'em cause the money in the way
    Real nigga, what's up?

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    [Lil Wayne]
    One, time fuck one time
    I'm calling niggas out like the umpire
    Seven grams in the blunt
    Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt
    It's Eastside, we in this bitch
    Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch
    And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch
    That's my MO add a V to that shit
    I'm fucked up, torn down
    I'm twisted, door knob
    Talk stupid, off with your head
    Nigga money talks, I'm Mr Ed
    I'm so Young Money got a drum on the gun
    Energizer bunny
    Funny how honey ain't sweet like sugar
    Ain't shit sweet, niggas in the streets like hookers
    I tongue kiss her other tongue
    Skeet skeet skeet, water gun
    Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi

    [Drake]
    Now she want a photo
    You already know though
    You only live once, that's the motto, nigga Yolo
    We bout it every day, every day, every day
    Like we sitting on the bench, nigga we don't really play
    Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
    Can't seem 'em cause the money in the way
    Real nigga, what's up?

    What's up?, what's up?, what's up?
    Real nigga, what's up?
    What's up? What's up? What's up?

    [Drake]
    Now she want a photo
    You already know though
    You only live once, that's the motto, nigga Yolo
    We bout it every day, every day, every day
    Like we sitting on the bench, nigga we don't really play
    Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
    Can't seem 'em cause the money in the way
    Real nigga, what's up?

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    Composición: Ray Anthony Sir Mix A Lot, Lil Wayne, Drake, Mr Shebib y Tyler Mathew Carl Williams

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