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Lyrics
[Chorus - Drake]
Yeah, I’m the only one that get the job done
I don’t know a ***** that can cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my days
And she might say she love me
She don’t love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I’m the *****, boy they love me in the streets
I’m not tryna find nobody else to be
I’m the one they come to see because they all…
Believe me
[Verse 1 - Drake]
Yeah, rip, rip, rip
It’s been me and Young Tune off the rip
That’s the man that put me in this ****
If a ***** **** with him, I’ll put him down quick
Got a verse for anybody who wanna talk about the clique
I’ve been takin’ **** light, you don’t wanna hear me trip
God damn, do y’all really know who y’all ****in’ with?
Yeah, I mean you can’t blame me for wonderin’
Doesn’t matter, could be winter or the summer
On the road, I do One Direction numbers
I don’t ****in’ miss, yeah, Stunna and Mack know
When Wayne was gone for eight months, we put this thing up on our back
And I was snappin’ off on every single track though
Collect call from the boss like where we at though
I was like: “hah, it’s our time nigga”
He left Rikers in a Phantom, that’s my *****
And I be rockin’ with the team, the Carter Nine
And we YMCMB, waitin’ on somebody to try us *****
[Chorus - Drake]
Yeah, I’m the only one that get the job done
I don’t know a ***** that can cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my days
And she might say she love me
She don’t love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I’m the *****, boy they love me in the streets
I’m not tryna find nobody else to be
I’m the one they come to see because they all…
Believe me
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
Lord knows I’ll murk one of these ******, yeah
Uh, his and hers Ferraris *****
One for me, one for my daughter *****
Waitin’ for someone to test me like a Harvard *****
I tote a .223, two Michael Jordans *****
Come on, fight these shell cases like a lawyer *****
Find out where you stay, and act like we found some oil *****
Out of duct tape, so when he prayin’ I ignore the *****
All I gotta say is sayonara *****
Drop dead gorgeous, but the bitch ain’t dyin’ for a *****
Where the real queens at? Shout out Capone-N-Noreaga
We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later
Diamonds in my Rollie face, cannot be exfoliated
They think I’m associated, I’m the one that orchestrated
Yayo get her ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin’
Ain’t ’bout what you walk away from, it’s ’bout what you walk away with
Dead Presidents, them coffins vacant, I must be doin’ somethin’
[Chorus - Drake]
I’m the only one that get the job done
I don’t know a ***** that can cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my days
And she might say she love me
She don’t love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I’m the *****, boy they love me in the streets
I’m not tryna find nobody else to be
I’m the one they come to see because they all…
Believe me
[Verse 3 - Drake]
Rip, rip *****, rip
Had to get it poppin’ off the rip
Rich young ***** that ain’t never had to trick
Slim Thug flow, but you know I like ‘em thick
If she get a job at DOA, I drop her off a tip
I had to get it poppin’ off the rip
I’m the one they tell ya been reppin’ in the 6
Come into the city and ya ****** get to trippin’
We’ll take ya to the Scarborough Bluff and drop you off a cliff
Well damn… just be happy for the man
Nirvana, Coldplay, ***** got bands
Ink from the money, got it all over my hands
Goin’ out to Houston spendin’ all of my advance
V Live just took me for a cheque
“Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt”
Yes right now you are lookin’ at the best
Mother**** award shows and mother**** the press like that
[Verse 4 - Lil Wayne]
Mother**** the rest
When they jumped off the porch, I was stormin’ up the steps
I give what I collect before I give her my connect
It’d be a cold day in Hell, icicles made of sweat
One finger slidin’ ‘cross my neck
****** know what that mean like they deaf
***** I’ll fire this Nina like it’s her first day on the job and the bitch overslept
Tune stay humble, like I’m a king
Need a horn and a drumroll
They throw mother****in’ roses at my feet *****
I don’t step on one rose, yeah
I’m the only one that get the job done
I don’t know a ***** that can cover for me
Tape a couple kilos to the bitch stomach
She look like she got a bun in the oven for me
Preheat, believe me
All you gotta do is pay me every week
I had these bitches havin’ babies every week
I’m the *****, see me skatin’ in the streets
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. Hope the album will be better.