Drake

Yo I heard girls like Drake, also that they want to have fun
I need me a chick with no panties
I bet your crush’s boyfriend’s name Danny
But are my eyes red like Lucifer
Chilling in the spot, don’t move me cuz
Wear mad fur that coochie pur
All I know is rapping and culture shawty
I put a spell on these hoes
Aye you know
All these fucking diamonds and Chanel
That’s regular-degular though
That’s a lot of lean you gon never have a cold
I make a lot of green so I never get old
It’s 12 come at me I’m not going to say shit
I ain’t nver gon fold unless they giv me hella gold
I ain’t even do that shit
I ain’t even look damn
I forgot the digits woah
But I still beat damn
I ain’t even know that bitch I ain’t even know her name I just met her today
but I still do that shit
The way that she’s moving her fragrance and all that give me the heebie jeebies
I’m fucking a bitch named Neicie
You know that my wrist is freezing
I’m cold in like most the weather
Don’t act like there’s nothing better
I’m fucking your girl, you ask her
I’m wearing Chanel the sweater
Im where she wanna be she’s creeping to my section put her ass on my
midsection while I’m steady texting message not delivered
Henny killed my liver I’m so cold he shiver
She knocking down my wood I yell out timber
She’s eating me like dinner I am a five course meal baby here is the deal if we
fuck you cannot squeal I’m a man of mystery a machine
When I get up in the Polo sheets
Knigge’s be stealing my moves so I just steal there boo
I can’t deny it I’m laced in designer
Ya bitch want to text me
Your bitch she wants to sex on me wanna touch on me
Damn these girls they be choosing
Choosing choosing
I might just pull up and scoop her
Psych nah I’m sending that Uber
Then I dive in it like scuba
She gave me the keys like a super
A super? A super
S on my chest Im coming up next
If you want war my boys aiming them tecs
Like a Kendrick adlib
Hold up wait switch it up
I heard Kyim and he cooking up
Steezy came through and we cooking up
We in the studio cooking up
We fly as hell got them looking up
Top shelf top shelf
Yeah we ring bells you hear them shits ring
Bitch we been buzzing just spreading our wings
Phone line been jumping like Blicky blank
She want the sauce so I gave her that thing
Fuck Q
Don’t be walking around looking bad as shit
Only for me to find out that you mad as shit
You looking tragic bitch this Johnson Magic bitch
Don’t worry shawty bitch, i’m supreme Patty rich
Looking for the juice have this spit
2481 suck this dick
Swag swag i’m bringing that back swag is a word again swag