Music – text of songs

(feat. Lykke Li)

[Lykke Li:]
Hands down
I’m too proud, for love
But with eyes shut
It’s you I’m thinking of

[Drake:]
But how we move from A to B it can’t be up to me
Cause you don’t know
Who I was before you
Basically to see a change in me
I’d be losing, so I just ignore you, yeah
Oh oho
But your on my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind
Oh oho
But maybe in time, in time, in time
I’ll tell you

[Chorus:]
A little bit, a little bit
A little bit in love with you
I guess that I’m a little bit, a little bit, a little bit in love with you
Oh oho

[Drake:]
I know you don’t break their hearts
But it’s you I wanna take apart
And I will never ever be the first, to say it
But still I they know I ah ah ah

[Lykke Li:]
I would do it
Push a button
Pull a trigger
Climb a mountain
Jump off a cliff
Cause you know baby I love you love you
A little bit

I would do it
You’d say it
You’d mean it
I would let you do it
It was you and I and I only
Ha hm

I think I’m a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you’re a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me

[Drake:]
I hope they never find out
What they already know, know, know
As soon as it’s official
We’ll have to let it go, go, go
So we don’t confirm the fling
Keep avoiding all the questions
You’ll get teased for many things
I’m just scared to learn a lesson

The pressures on
Both hearts beat like a metronon
Both n’sync like a justin song
Feels so right but it’s just soo wrong
I wonder where my world ’bout
Where niggas said I know, tryna talk my girl out
And her friends say I ain’t the one to go for
She just get jealous cause you always get approached more
Oh well tell her fall back caught up in some more shit tell her call back
Tell her get a man that ain’t cheating on her ass
With a girl that I know yeah tell her all that, that
And as for you I think I know your the one
The closest I’ve come
I’m probably…

A little bit
A little bit
A little bit in love with you
I guess that I’m a little bit
A little bit
A little bit
A little bit in love with you
Oh oho
Lalalala love with me
Oh oho, oh oho.

Why do I feel so alone
Like everybody passing through the studio
Is in character as if we acting out a movie role
Talking bullshit as if it was for you to know
And I don’t have the heart to give these
Bitch ass niggas the cue to go
So they stick around kicking out feedback
And I entertaining as if I need that
I had a talk with my uncle and he agreed that
My privacy about the only thing I need back
But it’s hard to think of them polite flows
Mr. fano poloto suits on your night clothes
And jordan sweat suits are your flight clothes
And you still make it even when they say your flight closed
Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows
Life was so full
Now this shits just been light pole
Always said I’d say it all on the right track
But in this game u only lose when you fight back
Black diamond bracelets
Showing you the basics
I can’t live and hold the camara
Someone gotta tape dis
I make hits and like a bitch
Just married I ain’t miss
24 hours from greatness
I’m that close to
Don’t ever forget the moment
You began to doubt
Transitioning from fitting in to standing out
Los angeles, cabanas or atlanta south
Watchin home shows
Embarrassed to pull my camera out
And my mother embarased
To put my phantom out
So I park about 5 houses down
She said I shouldn’t have until I have the crown
But I don’t wanna feel the need to wear disguises around
So she wonder where my mind is and counts in the minus
But yet I’m rolling round the fuckin city like your highness
Got niggas reactin without a sinus
Cause what I’m working with is timeless
And promoters trying to get me out to they club
And say I have fun but I can’t imagine how
Cause I just see my ex-girl
Standing with my next girl
Standing with the girl that I’m fuckin right now
And shit could get weird unless they all down
And so I stay clear
We from a small town
And everybody talks and everybody listen
And somehow the truth just always comes up missing
I’ve always been something dat these lables can’t buy
Especially if they tryin to take a peice of my soul
And still b only tellin tales “damn drake fly”
And he just be like “silly mother fucker I know”
That was your bad
How could you pass up on em?
He just take the records
And he gas up on em
Wayne will prolly put a million cash up on em
Surprised no one ever put your ass up on em
Oh they did pole
At least they try to
And that’s what happens
When you spitting what’s inside you
But slip up and shoot the wrong fucking video
And they think they can market you
However they decide to naww
Before they told me to do me
And don’t listen to anybody that knew me
Cause who of known me would
Mean that there’s a new me
And if you think I’ve changed in the slightest
Could of fooled me
Baa into my city I’m da 2-3
Drug dealers live vicariously through me
I quit school and is not because I’m lazy
I’m just not the social type
And campus life is crazy understand
I could get money with my eyes closed
Lost some of my hottest versus down at cabo
So if you find a blackberry with the sides scroll
Sell that mothafucka to any rapper that I know
Cause they need it much more than I ever will
I got new shit
I’m gettin better still
Little niggas put my name in their verses
Cause they girlfriend put my ass on a pedestal
Future said cause it’s ye shit you better kill
And I think it’s got them making of a legend feel
Problem with these other niggas they
Ain’t never real
Yea… that’s all I can say.

(feat. Lloyd)

[Drake:]
Spending every moment in the studio
I’d never said it’d be fair
But when you’re all alone I hope you truly know
How bad I want to be there

[Chorus:]
Come right here
Set your bag down
I took a night off for you
Go ahead and turn the lights off
But keep your heels on
They’re fittin’ for what I’m about to do

No you ain’t explainin how you want it done
Just be quiet I’ll do fine without ya help girl
Can you work without a second for some fun
Now you finally got a moment to yaself girl
And I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it

["oh oh" ad-libs]

[Lloyd:]
I been waitin for so long to get you all alone
Now I finally got you right here
So baby I’m a lock my door and disconnect my phone
Cause I wanna make one thing clear
I want you on top
So let ya hair down
I took the night off for you
Girl I’m gonna turn the lights off
But keep ya heels on
They’re fittin’ for what we’re about to do

["oh oh" ad-libs]

[Chorus:]
Come right here
Set ya bag down
I took a night off for you
Go ahead and turn the lights off
But keep ya heels on
They’re fittin’ for what I’m about to do

["oh oh" ad-libs]

No you ain’t explainin how you want it done
Just be quiet I’ll do fine without ya help girl
Can you work without a second for some fun
Now you finally got a moment to yaself girl
And I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it

Oh oh. It’s 6 o’clock in the morning at the studio.

(feat. Lil’ Wayne)

[talking:]
Yeah, I appreciate ya patience tonight
It’s been a moment since I’ve done some public speaking
I find now-a-days it’s just best to keep quiet
But uh, sometimes you jus gotta let it out
Young angel and young ryan
You know what it is, uh

[Drake:]
Look, I’m the property of october
I ain’t drive here I got chauferred
Bring me champagne flutes,
Rose an some shots over
I think better when I’m not sober
I smoke good ain’t no glaucoma
I’m a stockholder,
Private flights back home no stop over
Still spittin that shit that they shot pac over
The shit my mother look shocked over
Yeah, but with a canvas I’m a group of seven
A migraine, take two excedrin
I’m the one twice over I’m the new eleven
An if I die I’m a do it reppin, I never do a second
I swear niggas be eyein me all hard
An lyin to they girls an drivin the same cars
Sittin there wishin they problems became ours
Cause we have nothin in common
Since I done became star
I done became bigger swervin writin in my peer’s lane
Same dudes that used to holla my engineer’s name
One touch I could make the drapes an the sheers change
An show me the city that I without fear claim
What I set seems to never extinguish
Coolest kid out baby word to chuck inglish
Count my own money see the paper cut fingers
My song is ya girlfriend’s wakin up ringer
Heh, or alarm, or whatever
She be here at six in the morn if I let her
But I never get attracted to fans
Cause the eager beaver could be the collapse of a dam
I always knew that I could figga
How to get these labels to offer ‘em good figures
An me doin them shows gettin everyone nervous cause
Them hipsters gon have to get alone with them hood niggas
It’s all good I’m goin off like lights when the show’s over
Make pasta rent a movie called hoes over
Rest in peace to heath ledger but I’m no joker
I’ll slow roast ya, got no holster
Wet glass on ya table nigga no coaster
Burn bread everyday boy no toaster
G and tez got a cig but I’m no smoker
They jus handin chips to me nigga no poker
I’m with it, young money, cash money soldier
My cup runneth over,
The same niggas I ball with, I fall with
On some southern drawl shit
Rookie of the year, ’06 chris paul shit
D.r., c.j, an po’ I see y’all
These cases don’t workout I hope we can agree on
Makin enough to pay any judge off
First thing I’m a do is free weezy, go

[Lil Wayne:]
An I take probation
I don’t want that t.I. an vick vacation
Private plane, big location
Goin to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, ion stunt, I stunt hard
An if the food ain’t on the stove I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me young roy
Jones junior fightin the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don’t leave me un-guarded
And I’m a cheese head word to vince lombardi
Word to marky mark leave a snitch departed
All that blood like the red sea parted
My gun go crazy like it’s retarded
Red light on it like it’s recordin
I ain’t recordin I’m jus C-4′in
My currency foreign
We are in a league they aren’t
Better dig in ya pocket an pay homage
Better cover ya eyes ya face fallin
Watch the game from the side I’m play callin
No I didn’t say that I’m flawless
But I, damn sure don’t tarnish
My piss don’t got comments for ya garments
I’m so high I can vomit on a comet
K-y no homo I’m on it
Weezy f baby new born bitch
You know what they say bout when ya palm itch
I’m gon get money money I’m gon get
Young money in ya tummy an we gon shit
An get that toilet paper quick like when bones spit
That’s right bitch I’m back on my grown shit
That oughta marvin gaye no ice just chrome shit
And ya boyfriend softer than a phone bit
I scream fuck the world with a long dick
Motherfucker I’m me, yeah bitch I’m me
You niggas sweet like the pussy in which I eat
Fireman burn down ya entire street
So fly I’m a take off when I leap, bye
And you can suck my wings
Stand on my money headbutt yao ming
Putcha hand in the oven if ya touch my things
I’m shufflin the cards bout to cut my queens
But I ain’t the dealer
House full of bitches like tila tequila
Yeah, I’m the man in the mirror
My swagger jus screamin mothafucker do you hear her
Drizzy drake what the lick read
We make magic boy roy and sigfried
Whoo! young mulah baybee, yeah.

It’s the ones that smoke blunts with ya
Seen ya picture
Now they wanna grab a gun and come and gitcha [x2]

One time for the homie dj screw
Already… I’m feelin throwed in this bitch

[Drake:]
I’m so high even when I’m comin down
Just met a girl said she from the h-town
Said my name was drizzy
And ain’t nobody reala
Cup inside a cup
Smokin ghostface killah
Got these boppas goin crazy
Nigga I’m the man
I sent ya girl a message said I’ll see you when I can
She sent me one back
But I ain’t never read it
Cause pussy’s only pussy and I get it when I need it
And I’m tellin you

I’m always with a dime in the winter
And I be ridin rims with my tires in the dealer
Airports stuntin flyin charters overseas
Full of don pérignon
And the water for the d’s
Don’t know why it happens everytime we’re alone
But here we are again
And I swear I’m in ma zone
So I’m a sip this drink till that mofucka gone
And you gon’ get undressed
And we gon’ get it on

[Drake:]
I don’t give you the time
You deserve from me
This is something I know
I know, I know
So tonight I’ll just fuck you like
We’re in Houston
Takin everything slow
So slow, so slow,
But I do it to her

[Chopped and screwed voice:]
Draped up dripped out
Know what I’m talkin bout
3 in the mornin get it poppin in the parkin lot
It’s on once again
And I never pretend
A nigga stay g to the end

[talking: Drake]
I swear like, everytime
I find myself in a situation
I just get that feelin like
I’m in Houston
Candy paint switchin colors in the light
It’s about like 11 p.m
And we just rollin through the city
Bumpin that screw
B.m.o
U.g.k
Lil keke
And I feel like
Everything just movin slow
And I take my time
I pace it baby
Yeah I’m gone…

(feat. Peter Bjorn & John)

[Verse 1:]
Uh, when did you get like this
Least you coulda done is gone an give me a warning
I don’t regret like this
So I’ll be right there when you wake up in the morning
Saying, this just ain’t my style
You can’t say you’re happy either
You don’t even smile, for me

[Chorus:]
Did you agree, we should let it be
And did you agree, it’s a must,
Let’s call the whole thing off
We used to [? ]
Let’s call the whole thing off
We used to [? ]

[Verse 2:]
When you decided to knock on my door
Did you remember what happened before
The look on your face said you were expecting more
But some things look better inside of the store

[Chorus:]
Did you agree, we should let it be
And did you agree, it’s a must,
Let’s call the whole thing off
We used to [? ]
Let’s call the whole thing off
We used to [? ]

[Verse 3:]
Leave me, leave me, I can’t fuckin stand you
Wish I had the courage to say everything I planned to
My girlfriend, my girlfriend, call herself my girlfriend
Tell me that we posed to be together til the world end
But, ion really feel that
I just really wanna turn the wheels back
Give you all ya sweaters and ya heels back
Convince you that time will heal that
Uh, you look for reasons for us to argue
I swear everytime I call
You jus tell me how I don’t call you
Why you do that… do that… do that
Yeah

[Chorus:]
Did you agree, we should let it be
And did you agree, it’s a must,
Let’s call the whole thing off
We used to [?]
Let’s call the whole thing off
We used to [?].

(feat. Trey Songz & Lil’ Wayne)

[Trey Songz:]
I want the money,
Money and the cars,
Cars and the clothes,
The hoes,
I suppose,
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.

[Drake:]
Drizzy,
Oh yeah dre I fuckin feel you,
They be starin at the money like it’s unfamiliar,
I get it,
I live it,
To me there’s nothings realer,
Just enough to solve your problems,
Too much would kill ya,
And when I leave,
I always come right back here,
The young spit it and everybody in rap fear,
A lot of ya’ll still soundin like last year,
The game needs change and I’m the mofucking cashier,
Nickels for my thoughts,
Dimes in my bed,
Quarters of the kush,
Ain’t the limes in my head,
Take my verses too serious ya hate me,
Cause I’m the one to paint a vivid picture no HD,
Yeah,
I want it all,
That’s why I strive for it,
Diss me and you’ll never hear a reply for it,
Any awards show or party I’ll get fly for it,
I know what’s comin I just hope I’m alive for it.

[Trey Songz:]
I want the money,
Money and the cars,
Cars and the clothes,
The hoes,
I suppose,
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.

[Drake:]
Yeah,
I want things to go my way,
But as of late a lot of shit been goin sideways,
And my mother tried to runaway from home,
But I left somethin in the car so I caught her in the driveway,
And she cried to me so I cried too,
And my stomach was soakin wet,
She only 5’2,
And 48 hours all before I showed up,
And brought a thousand dollas worth of drinks and got poured up,
Damn my reality just set in,
And even when the phantoms leased them hoes wanna get in,
I do a lot of things,
Hopin I neva have to fit in,
So tryin to keep up with my programs is like a dead end,
My girl love me but fuck it my heart beat slow,
And right now the tour bus is lookin like a freak show,
And life change for us every single week,
So what’s good,
But I know this ain’t the peak though
Cause I want…

[Trey Songz:]
I want the money,
Money and the cars,
Cars and the clothes,
The hoes,
I suppose,
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.

[Drake:]
Wise words from a decent man,
Back when I was tryin to put a ring on alicia hand,
This lost boy got fly without peter pan,
And my delivery just got me buzzin like the pizza man,
In person I am everything and more,
I’m everywhere these other niggas never been before,
But inside I’m treadin waters steady tryin to swim ashore,
I’m on a shoppin spree to get whateva is in store,
Just call me shop and bag drizzy,
And call me mr.damn he ain’t copin that is he?
And fans of these freshman is about to get iffy,
While this youngin that you doubtin is about to get busy,
I’m a kill it I promise this I know you mad,
I’ve always treated my city like some shoulder pads,
To big homie use a flash if you must,
And I swear I ain’t askin for much
All I want is

[Trey Songz:]
I want the money,
Money and the cars,
Cars and the clothes,
The hoes,
I suppose,
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.
I just wanna be,
I just wanna be,
Successful.

It’s like I know what I got to say,
I just don’t know how to say it to you

[Lil Wayne:]
Pardon the swag,
But bitches cartate,
Long bread I don’t eat shortcake,
How come I can’t,
Miss a woman like I can’t miss cartdates,
Cheese,
But shes not in this portrait,
Lifes fine but I don not portray,
I’m on the other side but it is a short gate,
I don’t want the glow,
I want the glow ray,
And I’m a fuck the world,
But this is just foreplay,
Tired of hearing bullshit,
Bring her on to cowshit,
Havent met a smell that’s stinkier than [? ] shit,
That’s word to toronto,
So high up I got birds in the condo,
Ain’t that a female dog,
Ask her who I am to her,
And she yell god,
Weezy baby go [?] hard,
No further details boy.

Hey there, pretty girl,
You know exactly what you got, and I don’t blame you at all…
You can’t resist it…
Especially when the lights so bright, and the money so right,
And it’s comin in every single night
She don’t wanna leaveeeeeeeee,
She just stuck in…

Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas,
Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlanta… she just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas
And she dance… to this song… and she dance to this song… and it goes
Hey now now watch her go down, ooooooo

She doesnt ever worry, if she wants it she’ll get it on her own
She knows there’s more to life, and shes scared of ending up alone
Throw your 1′s up in the air, throw your 1′s up in the air for her
Throw your 1′s up in the air, cause the ones you throw will get her out of

Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas,
Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlanta… she just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas
And she dance… to this song… and she dance to this song… and it goes
Hey now now watch her go down, oooooo

We all got dreams and we all star reaching, all star peaking, all-star weekend…
One hotel room and all ya’ll sleeping, housekeeping knock to see if all ya’ll decent
Young girls envy the life ya’ll leading, never satisfied with a nice calm evening
You be at the games looking right all season,
But you always with me on the night ya’ll leaving

Ass low, ass low, I always request you
You go get fucked up and we just show up at your rescue
Carry you inside get you some water and undress you
I give you my all, and the next morning you’ll forget:
Who, or Why, or How, or When
Tonight is probably about to happen all over again
And she live in a mindset that I could never move to
Until you find yourself, it’s impossible to lose you
Uh… because I never had you…
Although I would be glad to…
I probably go and tattoo… your name on my heart,
I swear
I start,
To think,
That I’m going crazy

Throw your 1′ss up in the air, throw your 1′s up in the air for her
Throw your 1′s up in the air, cause the 1′s you throw will get her out of:

Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas,
Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlanta… she just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas, Houstatlantavegas
And she dance… to this song… and she dance to this song… and it goes
Hey now now watch her go down, oooooo.

I’m tryin to do it all tonight, I got plans
I got a certain lust for life, and as it stands
Everything is going as right, as it can
They tryin to shoot down my flight, before it lands… before it lands

But you can miss me with all that
Diss me then crawl back
I really wish ya’ll would fall back
But gettin rich suppose to solve that
And these days women make office and who the hell am I to say (no, no, no)
My ex sendin late night text cause she don’t know how to let (go, go, go)
She in love
And as for them pretty light skinned models standin in the cold aw yea they with us
Let them girls in for a drink
And I’m all in they ear
Saying she should be the one I see, everytime, that I’m here
But when I’m not really even here
Black surburban with the tint on it
Fresher than a pillow with a mint on it
The game got these old hand prints on it
But I’m a be the one to pour cement on it
Uh, and start over
And show up in the mars yellin Tux I don’t really give a fuck and we’re only getting older
So what I tend to do is think of today as the past
It’s funny when you’re coming in first but you hope that you’re last (you just hope that it lasts)

Throw your one’s up in the air
Throw your one’s up in the air for her
Throw your one’s up in the air
Throw your one’s up.

Artist: Drake
Genres: Rap: Hip-Hop
           R&B: Soul
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