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[Drake: Verse 1] Who really tryna fuck with Hollywood Cole? I'm with Marley G, bro Flying Holly Grove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I want to tell you something That you probably should know, This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow And ahhh my real friends never hearin' from me, Fake friends write the wrong answers On the mirror for me, That's why I pick and choose, I don't get shit confused, I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews, We walk the same path, but got on different shoes, Live in the same building, but we got different views, I got a couple cars I never get to use, Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls are down to road, I hit the strip club and all them bitches find the pole Plus I just sipped and so this shit is movin' kinda slow, Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go
[Lil Wayne] [Chorus:] Now tell me how you love it, You know you at the top When only heaven's right above it We on, It's Young Money, motherfucker If you ain't runnin' with it, run from it, Motherfucker, all right
Now somebody show some money this bitch And I got my bees with me, Like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
[Verse 2:] Meet me on the fresh train, Yes, I'm in the building, You just on the list of guest names And all of my riders do not give a fuck, X Games, guns turn you boys into bitches, Sex change and I smoke 'til I got chest pains And you n-ggas know I rep my game like Jesse James, Women all possessive and they wanna possess Wayne I been fly so long I fell asleep on the p-p-plane, Skinny pants and some Vans, Call me Triple А , get my advance in advance, аmen, As the world spin and dance in my hands, Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand Uh, wake up and smell the p-ssy, You n-ggas can't see me, but never overlook me, I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but don't push me
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[Verse 3:] How do he say what's never said? Beautiful black woman, I bet that bitch look better red, Limpin' off tour 'cause I made more off my second leg Bird-bi-birdman Junior, eleventh grade Ball on automatic start, I can hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw, Wildcat offense, check the paw prints We in the building, n-ggas in apartments N-now, c'mon, be my blood donor Flow so nice, she ain't gotta put a rug on her Do it big, and let the small fall under that Damn, where you stumbled out? From where they make gumbo at, Kane got the fuckin' beat jumpin' like a jumping jack You know me, I get on this bitch And have a heart attack Hip-hop, I'm in the heart of that, nigga, Nothin' short of that, President Carter, Young Money Democrat
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[Lil Wayne] [Припев:] А теперь скажи мне, как тебе это – Ты знаешь, что ты на самом верху, И лишь небеса Над нами, Это Young Money, мать твою, Если ты не с нами, лучше убирайся, Придурок, понял?
А сейчас кто-нибудь, покажите этой сучке деньги, Мои "пчелки" со мной, Нам ведь нравится мед этой сучки, въезжаешь? У меня пушка в заднем кармане, И я не знаю неудач, так как стреляю первым