Drake - Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 ft. Jay Z Aubrey Graham 2013-09-16 | Drake - Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 ft. Jay Z[Verse 1: Drake]After hours of Il Mulino[?] talkin' to women [?]The contract like '91 Dan MarinoI swear this got Michael [?] boostin' my egoOverly focused, it's far from the time to rest nowDebates growin' 'bout who they think is the best nowTook a while, got the jokers out of the deck nowHoldin' all the cards and niggas wanna play chess nowI hear you talkin', say it twice so I know you meant itFuck it, I don't even [?], they should know who's in itI'm authentic, real name, no gimmicksNo game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you niggas at allMy classmates, they went on to be chartered accountantsOr work with their parents, but thinkin' backOn how they treated me, my high school reunion might be worth an appearanceMake everybody have to go through security clearanceTables turn, bridges burn, you live and learnWith the ink, I could murder word to my nigga IrvYeah, I swear shit just started clickin' dogYou know it's real when you are who you think you are[Verse 2: Jay Z]I had Benzes 'fore you had bracesThe all black Maybach but I'm not a racistInside's whiter than Katy Perry's face isYellow diamonds in my JesusI just might learn to speak MandarinJapanese for the yen that I'm handlin'International Hov, that's my handleMy saint's Sean Don, light a candle[?] on the mantle'Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish tooShoutout to worldwide WestEverywhere we go we leave a worldwide messYes, still Roc La FamiliaSays a lot about you if you not feelin' usThe homie said "Hov, there ain't many of us"I told him less is more, nigga it's plenty of us[Verse 3: Jay Z]Cake, cake cake cake cake cake500 million, I got a pound cakeNiggas is frontin', that's upside down cakeGet 'em a red nose, they clown cakesLook at my neck, I got a carrot cakeNow here's the icing on the cakeCake, cake cake cake cakeI'm just gettin' started, oh yeah we got it bitchI've done made more millionaires than the lotto didDame made millions, B.I.G. made millionsYe made millions, Just made millionsLyor made millions, Cam made millionsBeans tell you if he wasn't in the ceilin'sI'm back in my bagMy eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lagA pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cabGucci air bag just in case we crashUh, last night was mad trillFresh out of advil, Jesus grab the wheel[Verse 4: Drake]Fuck all that happy to be here shit that y'all warned me onI'm the big homie, they still tryna lil bro me dogLike I should fall in line, like I should alert niggasWhen I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my generationLike I should be dressin' differentLike I should be less aggressive and pessimisticLike I should be way more nervous and less dismissiveLike I should be on my best behaviorAnd not talk my shit and do it major like the niggas who paved a way for usDrake - Pound CakeDrake - Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 ft. Jay Z LyricsDrake - Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 ft. Jay Z DirtyDrake - Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 ft. Jay Z CleanDrake - Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 ft. Jay Z Official VideoDrake - Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2 ft. Jay ZDrake - Pound Cake Jay ZDrake - Paris Morton Music 2Jay Z - Pound Cake
Drake - 6 God Aubrey Graham 2014-10-25 | Drake - 6 GodLYRICS:I'll admit it, I'll admit itWatch your motherfuckin' tone boyYeah it hurt boyAaw here go another mo'fucker that don't understand the concept of puttin' money first boy (first)I'm 'bout to hit you with the work boy (work)I'm 'bout to hit you with the work boy (work)I hate comin' through stuntin' on niggas that I know, ahh that's the worst boy (worst)I'll admit it, I'll admit itYou haven't been a man for like a minuteI told you that I'm in it for the long haulYou can really get to businessI'll admit it, I'll admit itRolling swishers hittin' swishersGot me feelin' like a ball hogI don't pass 'em when I get itI'll admit it, I'll admit itYou too worried 'bout the bitchesI got one girl, and she my girl, and nobody else can hit itShe'll admit it, she'll admit itShe ain't fuckin' with you niggasAnd just like ever single other thing in my lifeYou can have her when I'm finishedI hear the talk on road is I'm the shit boyPhone call back home, she is hot up in the 6 boyShit hot up in the 6 now shit hot up in the 6 boyShit is hot up in the 6 right nowCome see us and get it fixed boyBlack Benz on the road boyAlready had a Rolls RoyceSold a couple Bentley last week, them were my old toysI give a fuck about old boyI give a fuck about his squad boyI give a fuck about your mob boyI'm the real 6 God boyI'm about to say a true thingI'm about to say a true thingYou was poppin' back when Usher wore a U-chainGod damn you changedI put it on 'erything, it's a er'tin'It's a OVO come through murk thingI know you heard thingsBitch I know you heard thingsYeah, I know you heard thingsI'm not new to thisComing from the motherfucking 6 sideI'm not new to thisNiggas wouldn't make it on this sideI'm not new to thisI'm not new, I'm not newYeah, I know you heard thingsNobody likes us except for usYeah, all I ever needed was the squad so that's what's upYeah, my sound got the whole city a way right now nowSo I don't give a fuck about what anybody sayin' right nowDrake - 6 GodDrake - 6 God CleanDrake - 6 God DirtyDrake - 6 God LyricsDrake - 6 God Official VideoDrake - 6 God SongDrake - 6 GodDrake - 6 GodDrake - 6 GodDrake - 6 GodDrake - 6 God
Drake - Too Much ft. Sampha Aubrey Graham 2013-09-14 | Drake - Too Much ft. SamphaLYRICS:[Hook: Sampha]Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too muchThere's no need for us to rush this throughDon't think about it too much, too much, too much, too muchThis is more than just a new lust for you[Verse 1: Drake]Done sayin' I'm done playin'Last time was on the outroStuck in the house, need to get out moreI've been stackin' up like I'm fundraisin'Most people in my position get complacentCome places with star girls, end up on them front pagesI'm quiet but I just ride with itMoment I stop havin' fun with it, I'll be done with itI'm the only one that's puttin' shots upAnd like a potluck, you need to come with itDon't run from it, H-Town in the summer time, I keep it 100Lot of girls in my time there, word to Paul Wall, not one frontedBirthed there in my first year, man I know that place like I come from itBackstage at Warehouse in '09 like "Is Bun coming?Fuck that, is any one comin' before I show up there and ain't no one there?"These days, I could probably pack it for like twenty nights if I go in thereBack rub from my main thing, I've been stressed outTalkin' to her like back then they didn't want me, I'm blessed nowTalkin' to her like this drop, get a million copies get pressed outShe tell me, "Take a deep breath, you're too worried about bein' the best out"[Hook: Sampha][Verse 2: Drake]Someone go tell Noel to get the BackwoodsMoney got my whole family goin' backwardsNo dinners, no holidays, no nothin'There's issues at hand that we're not discussin'Look, I did not sign up for thisMy uncle used to have all these things on his bucket listAnd now he's actin' like "Oh well, this is life, I guess not, fuck that shit"Listen man, you can still do what you wanna do, just trust that shitHeard once that in dire times when you need a sign, they appearGuess is my text message didn't resonate, I'll just say it hereHate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment, tellin' herselfThat she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit, like that's true shitAll my family from the M-Town that I've been 'roundStarted treatin' me like I'm him nowLike we don't know each other, we ain't grow together, we just friends nowShit got me feelin' pinned down, I'm thinkin' pin up and put the pen downWritin' to you from a distance like a pen pal, but we've been down[Hook: Sampha][Outro: Sampha]Don't give up, on your hopesDon't you tell me somethin's gone wrongWholehearted, wholeheartedYou care, you careCause I'm such a dreamerDrake - Too Much ft. Sampha CleanDrake - Too Much ft. Sampha DirtyDrake - Too Much ft. Sampha LyricsDrake - Too Much ft. Sampha Official VideoDrake - Too Much ft. Sampha Drake - Too Much ft. Sampha Drake - Too Much ft. Sampha Drake - Too Much ft. Sampha
