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Текст песни Drake - Up All Night (feat. Nicki Minaj)

13 января 2014 г. Просмотров: 1014 RSS
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[Verse 1: Drake]

Kush rolled

Glass full

I prefer the better things

Niggas with no money act like money isn't everything

I'm having a good time, they just tryna' ruin it

Shout out to the fact that I'm the youngest nigga doin' it

Cap on, brim bent, Denzel, Larry time

She ain't tryna' pop that shit for pimp? Okay well, never mind

I-I-I-I tried to told you, Drizzy still ain't nothing nice

Bracelet saying you should quit

Cars saying fuck ya life

Okay now we outta here

Toodles to you bitches

And if you dolled up

I got the voodoo for you bitches

Yeah, I'm busy gettin' rich, I don't want trouble

I made enough for two niggas boy stunt double

Famous like a drug that I've taken too much of

But I never ever trip

Just peace, happiness, and love

I got money in these jeans, so they fit me kinda snug

Plus the game is in my pocket, nigga this is what I does, ahh



[Chorus: Drake]

I'm about whatever man

Fuck what they be talkin' 'bout

They opinon doesn't count

We the only thing that matters (oooh)

So we do it how we do it

All up in your face man, I hate to put you through it

I be up all night

Whole crew's in here

'Cause I don't really know who I'm a lose this year (oooh)

Man I love my team

Man I love my team

I would die for them niggas (oooh)



[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]

Yo, if Drizzy say "get her", I'm a get her

I got the kind of money make a broke bitch bitter

I got that kinda... wait, wait, fixate

Which bitch you know made a million off a mixtape?

That was just a keep sake

Bought the president

The louie presidential briefcase

Never been a cheapskate

We got the Hawks I ain't talking 'bout the peach state

Man for Petes sake scratch that, sweepstakes

(Hahahaha)

Fuck I look like hoe?

I look like yes and ya look like no

I'm a bad bitch I ain't never been a mixed breed

I'm on a diet but I'm doin' donuts in a six speed

M M M6 in front of M2

I see a lot of rap bitches on the menu

But I collect 100 thou at the venue

And pop bottles with' my team

Young Money 'til the death of me



[Chorus: Drake]

I'm about whatever man

Fuck what they be talkin' 'bout

They opinon doesn't count

We the only thing that matters (oooh)

So we do it how we do it

All up in your face man, I hate to put you through it

I be up all night

Whole crew's in here

'Cause I don't really know who I'm a lose this year (oooh)

Man I love my team

Man I love my team

I would die for them niggas (oooh)



[talking: Nicki Minaj]

I mean we don't even rock them shoes if it ain't got a comma on the price tag

I mean, I mean but then again who, who looks at the price tag, ya know?



[talking: Drake]

Oh yeah we in this bitch

Oww, oww, oww [x2]



[Chorus x2: Drake]

I'm about whatever man

Fuck what they be talkin' 'bout

They opinon doesn't count

We the only thing that matters (oooh)

So we do it how we do it

All up in your face man, I hate to put you through it

I be up all night

Whole crew's in here

'Cause I don't really know who I'm a lose this year (oooh)

Man I love my team

Man I love my team

I would die for them niggas (oooh)

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