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

Ughh
I'm the of October
I ain't here
I got
Bring me champagne flutes, Rose and some over
I think better I'm not sober
I Smoke no glaucoma
I'm a stock
Private flights home
No stop
Still spittin' that shit that they Pac over
The shit my mother looked over
Haha
They a
I'm the of 7
A migraine, take 2
I'm the one twice
I'm the new 11
And if I die
do it reppin'
I never do a
I swear be eyeing me all hard
And lying to their
And drivin' the same
there,
Wishing problems became ours
'Cuz we have nothing in
I done became star
I became bigger
Swervin' right into my lanes
Same dudes that used to holler my name
One
I could make the drapes and the sheers
And show me the
I without fear claim
What I set seems to extinguish
kid out baby
Word to Inglish
Count my own
See the paper cut
My song is your girlfriend's up ringer

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

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

I stunt
I stunt
And if the food ain't on the
I for it
But in the time
You can me Young Roy, Jones Junior
Fightin' the and gun charges

Don't leave me
And I'm a head
Word to Lambardy
Word to Mark
a snitch departed
All that blood like the Red Sea
My gun go crazy its retarded
Red on it like its recordin'
I ain't
I'm C-4in'
My currency
We are in
A they aren't
Better dig in your
And pay
cover your eyes
Your face
Watch the from the side
I'm play
No, I didn't say that I'm
But I
Damn sure tarnish
My got comments
For garments
I'm so
I can vomit on a
K.Y. no
I'm on it
Weezy F.
Newborn
You know what say 'bout when your palm itch
I'm gon' get
I'm gon' get
Young in your tummy
And we gon'
And get that toilet paper
Like Bone spit
That's bitch
I'm back on my shit
That Marvin Gaye know
No ice, chrome shit
And you boyfriend than a foam pit
I fuck the world
a long dick
I'm me

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

But I the dealer
House full of like Tila Tequila

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

Drizzy
What the lick
We make
Boy-Roy &

[Lil' Wayne
Wooh!
Young baby