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[Drake
Yeah, I your patience tonight
It's been a moment I done some public speaking
I find its best to keep quiet
But uh
Sometimes you gotta let it out
Angel and Young Lion
You know it is

Ughh
I'm the property of
I ain't here
I got
Bring me champagne flutes, and some shots over
I think better when I'm not
I Smoke no glaucoma
I'm a stock
flights back home
No stop
Still spittin' that that they shot Pac over
The shit my mother shocked over
yeah
They a
I'm the of 7
A migraine, 2 Excedrin
I'm the one twice
I'm the new 11
And if I die
I'ma do it
I do a second
I swear niggaz be me all hard
And to their girls
And the same cars
there,
Wishing their became ours
'Cuz we nothing in common
Since I became star
I done became
Swervin' right into my lanes
Same dudes that used to holler my name
One
I make the drapes and the sheers change
And show me the
That I fear claim
I set seems to never extinguish
Coolest kid out
to Chuck Inglish
Count my own
See the cut fingers
My song is your wakin' up ringer

Or alarm or
She be 6 in the morn'
If I let her
But I never get to fans
a eager beaver
Could be the of a dam
Always knew that I could
How to get label heads to offer him good figures
And me doing the
Getting everyone
'Cuz them hipsters gone have to get along them hood niggaz
all good
I'm going off like lights the shows' over
Make pasta a movie called hoes over
in peace to Heath Ledger
But I'm no "Joker"
I'll slow ya
Got no
Wet glass on table nigga
No
Burn bread boy
No
G & Tez got a cig
But I'm no
just handed chips to me nigga
No
I'm with a Young Money Money soldier
My cup over
The same niggaz I ball
I with
On some Southern draw
of the year
0 6, Chris Paul
D.R., CJ & Po
I see
These cases don't out
I hope we can on
Makin' to pay any Judge Judy off
thing I'm a do is
Free
Go..

[Lil'
And I'll take
I don't want T.I. and Vick vacation
plane
Big
I'm going to the
To make a big

I don't
I hard
And if the food on the stove
I for it
But in the time
You can call me Young Roy, Junior
Fightin' the drugs and gun

Don't leave me
And I'm a head
Word to Lambardy
to Marky Mark
Leave a snitch
All that blood the Red Sea parted
My gun go crazy its retarded
Red on it like its recordin'
I ain't
I'm Just
My foreign
We are in
A lead they
Better dig in pocket
And pay
Better your eyes
Your face
the game from the side
I'm callin'
No, I didn't say that I'm
But I
Damn don't tarnish
My pistol got
For your
I'm so
I can on a comet
K.Y. no
I'm on it
F. baby
Newborn
You know what they say 'bout when palm itch
I'm gon' get
Money I'm get
Young Money in tummy
And we gon'
And get toilet paper quick
Like when spit
That's bitch
I'm on my grown shit
That only Marvin Gaye
No ice, chrome shit
And you boyfriend than a foam pit
I fuck the world
With a dick
I'm me

I'm me
you niggas sweet the pussy
In I eat
Fireman down your entire street
So fly I'ma take off I leap
Bye.
And you can my wings
on my money
Head Yao Ming
Put hand in the oven
If you touch my
I'm shufflin' the
'Bout to cut my

But I ain't the
House full of bitches Tila Tequila

I'm the man in the
My swagger just
Motherfucker!
Do you hear

Drizzy
What the read?
We magic
Boy-Roy &

[Lil' Wayne
Wooh!
Young baby