[Drake & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Ride with me
Ride with me
Ride with me
Yeah, yeah
[Drake, Drake & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
The city is pretty when it's dead just like a flower
What color's the CN Tower? It's red tonight
Just like the text I sent you from the bed tonight
Read it 'cause I finally think I said things right
[Drake, PARTYNEXTDOOR & both]
Thought you caught me slippin', had me dead to rights
Nothin' ever happened, girl, they fed you lies
Like a tiny house out back, I'm tryna shed some light
(Some things that you been hearin' 'bout me)
City is prеtty when it's dead just like a flowеr
What color's the CN Tower? It's blue now
Like how I'm feelin' 'bout you now
I was too down, tell me what to do now, oh
City is pretty when it's dead just like a flower
What color's the CN Tower? It's lit up green (It's lit up green)
Like the envy in people's eyes, gettin' in between (In between)
Tryna sleep it off, but I just see you in my dreams
Ayy
I don't have your contact anymore
You blocked me, I lost you, it's a back and forth
Think I even hit your email as a last resort
Did you really read the message that I sent before?
Thought I laid that shit out perfect, put it on the floor
Put it on my son, I put it on the Lord
What else can I swear on, girl? There's nothing more
Why did you cut this thing off like you had somethin' more?
'Cause I just asked around, I just asked around
Your friends can't hold water, girl, they'd rather see you drown
Know they tell me everything when I end up downtown
And what? And what? Buy another round
And what do I know now? Surprise, surprise
I heard you ain't found nobody that's a ride-or-die
I heard that you went through hell and gotta dry your eyes
You pretend to be so happy, it's a bald-faced lie
So why, why do you lie, baby?
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Oh
The city is pretty when it's dead just like a flower
What color's the CN Tower? It's red tonight
Just like the text I sent you from the bed tonight
Read it 'cause I—
[Drake & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Back with a plan tonight (Alright)
Cancel Japan tonight (Alright)
Tokyo down for the boy (Alright)
But the plane is on land tonight (Alright)
Girl, I'm a fan in real life (Alright)
You don't even post on that site (Alright)
The price, it definitely would've spiked (Alright)
Touchpad, turn off the lights (Alright)
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
The love (The love for you), the love (The love for you)
The love that I have for you is
I came to the
Out in Canada (The club)
Hundred thousand dollars (Oh)
Could've left that shit for real (For real)
Love at first sight when I met that bitch for real
For sure was a vibe, but I had to keep it player
Tellin' all the guys I'm not gon' take you there
Now's not the time to fall, but girl, come here, ayy
I'm, I'm, I'm tryna sleep it off, girl, I see ya
I see ya, oh, in my dreams
Oh, in my dreams
Yeah, in my dreams
Drake - Some Sexy Songs 4 U Album Lyrics
Drake - Some Sexy Songs 4 U Lyrics
(Featuring PartyNextDoor, Pim, Chino Pacas, Yebba)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Moth Balls
[Drake]
Mothballs, I can't get the smell out my clothes
YYZ, racing 'cause the gate 'bout to close
New York is callin' up on me and the bros
I left Candice, now my heart might explode
Three months it's been since we even said hello
She wasn't good to me anyway and I know
I just can't picture leaving nobody home
This has to work so I get Neeks off that stove
I need security 'cause niggas is hoes
I need a girl that's on the cover of Vogue
[Interlude]
I just hoped that someday, someone would love me
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Ooh, oh
You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing
You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing again
Moving that tongue with that ring again
Treat that star, mention Michelin
She from Michigan, but she taste like water
The cleanest water, ooh, yeah
Clean as this cup
[Drake]
I been peakin' off that Addy every day
It's been hard for me to put that shit away
Drinkin' four or five bottles of the wine
Got a glass in my hand every time
I got the worst reputation in our town
I been seen with all the baddest hoes around
On God, swimmin' in the cat 'til I drown
Bitches wanna take a dip in my account
Ayy, what?
It come it me tonight, baby, humble me tonight, are you still around?
Are you still around?
Are you still around?
Yardville thrills, baby-blue pills, slop-top skills
I remember baggin' up at No Frills
'Sauga City kid, got you blushin' on cam
What?
I remember stressin' over bills like a Buffalo fan, uh
Now shorties call me Drake, not Aubrey Graham, damn
And you're doin' well for yourself just like you planned
Let me help you expand
I'm the only one that understand
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing
You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing again
Moving that tongue with that ring again
Treat that star, mention Michelin
She from Michigan, but she taste like water
The cleanest water, ooh, yeah
Clean as this cup
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Ooh
Ooh
Mothballs, I can't get the smell out my clothes
YYZ, racing 'cause the gate 'bout to close
New York is callin' up on me and the bros
I left Candice, now my heart might explode
Three months it's been since we even said hello
She wasn't good to me anyway and I know
I just can't picture leaving nobody home
This has to work so I get Neeks off that stove
I need security 'cause niggas is hoes
I need a girl that's on the cover of Vogue
[Interlude]
I just hoped that someday, someone would love me
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Ooh, oh
You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing
You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing again
Moving that tongue with that ring again
Treat that star, mention Michelin
She from Michigan, but she taste like water
The cleanest water, ooh, yeah
Clean as this cup
[Drake]
I been peakin' off that Addy every day
It's been hard for me to put that shit away
Drinkin' four or five bottles of the wine
Got a glass in my hand every time
I got the worst reputation in our town
I been seen with all the baddest hoes around
On God, swimmin' in the cat 'til I drown
Bitches wanna take a dip in my account
Ayy, what?
It come it me tonight, baby, humble me tonight, are you still around?
Are you still around?
Are you still around?
Yardville thrills, baby-blue pills, slop-top skills
I remember baggin' up at No Frills
'Sauga City kid, got you blushin' on cam
What?
I remember stressin' over bills like a Buffalo fan, uh
Now shorties call me Drake, not Aubrey Graham, damn
And you're doin' well for yourself just like you planned
Let me help you expand
I'm the only one that understand
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing
You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing again
Moving that tongue with that ring again
Treat that star, mention Michelin
She from Michigan, but she taste like water
The cleanest water, ooh, yeah
Clean as this cup
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Ooh
Ooh
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$omething About You
[Drake]
Okay, well
Oh
Oh
F*ck your coworker, she a hatin'-ass ho
Met you for lunch just to let that bitch know
You got somebody that love you back home
If anybody know, I know how it go
Same bitches hatin' gon' be at the show
'Specially when I got like eight in a row
I feel you on that, baby, you ain't alone
Okay, let's roll, yeah, yeah
We ain't linked up in a minute
You're closin' tonight, when you finished?
You say you wanted to see me later
And your eyes told me you ain't pretendin'
Pull up and pay me a visit
Let's talk about life, I ain't trippin'
Smoke on some weed while I'm sippin'
Vent to me, baby, vеnt to me, baby
Vent to me, baby, vеnt to me, baby
After that, we should get intimate, baby
I'm tryna do somethin' explicit
You askin' me what I like about you, girl
How long you wan' sit in this kitchen?
I took to you from the beginnin'
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about
Some-somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
[Drake & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Yeah
Sauga City trip, yeah
OMO, OVO shit, man, PARTY, man, PX fiesta
Frrt, yeah
[PARTYNEXTDOOR & Drake]
Your baby daddy's on his face, shit
You're babysittin' that rosé (Come on, bitch)
I bulletproofed that Escalade (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I might waterproof the seats for some pussy play (Hah)
Don't care where that pussy play, shit
NFL, NHL, NBA
I ain't 'bout to make you sign no NDA
'Cause I know you can keep a secret, can't you, babe?
PARTY, PARTY
Sit on the dick, yeah
Sit on the dick, hit this lick, get rich quick, yeah
Slob me down, I know you want revenge
Okay, you lock me down and that's on everything
All of these songs are for you
Every time that I write a love song
I just get closer to the truth
There's just somethin' about you, baby
All of these songs are for you
Sexy songs for you
All of these songs are for you, yeah
All of these songs are
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I'm thinkin' of lovin' you all the way like nothin' is holdin' me back
I, I (Oh)
I'm thinkin' of lovin' you all the way like nothin' is holdin' me back
I'm thinkin' of lovin' you all the way like nothin' is holdin' me back (Yeah, yeah)
Okay
I just hoped that some day, someone would love me
Okay, well
Oh
Oh
F*ck your coworker, she a hatin'-ass ho
Met you for lunch just to let that bitch know
You got somebody that love you back home
If anybody know, I know how it go
Same bitches hatin' gon' be at the show
'Specially when I got like eight in a row
I feel you on that, baby, you ain't alone
Okay, let's roll, yeah, yeah
We ain't linked up in a minute
You're closin' tonight, when you finished?
You say you wanted to see me later
And your eyes told me you ain't pretendin'
Pull up and pay me a visit
Let's talk about life, I ain't trippin'
Smoke on some weed while I'm sippin'
Vent to me, baby, vеnt to me, baby
Vent to me, baby, vеnt to me, baby
After that, we should get intimate, baby
I'm tryna do somethin' explicit
You askin' me what I like about you, girl
How long you wan' sit in this kitchen?
I took to you from the beginnin'
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about
Some-somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Somethin' about
Some-somethin' about you
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
[Drake & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Yeah
Sauga City trip, yeah
OMO, OVO shit, man, PARTY, man, PX fiesta
Frrt, yeah
[PARTYNEXTDOOR & Drake]
Your baby daddy's on his face, shit
You're babysittin' that rosé (Come on, bitch)
I bulletproofed that Escalade (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I might waterproof the seats for some pussy play (Hah)
Don't care where that pussy play, shit
NFL, NHL, NBA
I ain't 'bout to make you sign no NDA
'Cause I know you can keep a secret, can't you, babe?
PARTY, PARTY
Sit on the dick, yeah
Sit on the dick, hit this lick, get rich quick, yeah
Slob me down, I know you want revenge
Okay, you lock me down and that's on everything
All of these songs are for you
Every time that I write a love song
I just get closer to the truth
There's just somethin' about you, baby
All of these songs are for you
Sexy songs for you
All of these songs are for you, yeah
All of these songs are
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I'm thinkin' of lovin' you all the way like nothin' is holdin' me back
I, I (Oh)
I'm thinkin' of lovin' you all the way like nothin' is holdin' me back
I'm thinkin' of lovin' you all the way like nothin' is holdin' me back (Yeah, yeah)
Okay
I just hoped that some day, someone would love me
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Crying in Chanel
Ayy
(Can I trust you?)
We both lie 'cause we're scared
If I didn't care, I'd hold back a whole lot more from you
But I'm open and that's real
It's not like me
When I met you, you was in the club servin' bottles
Workin' for Mickey
Movin' too keezy
Had to tell you to gwan easy
I could tell you love your prized possessions, what's your favorite?
Bustdown watches, Cuban links
Van Cleef necklace, Carti' bracelets
After all of those stressed-out nights, public fights
All you got to show for that is sentimental gifts that you just can't part ways with
Even if I replace it
You just can't part ways with it
Say you went through too much for it
You had to fake fall in lovе for it
And it's drivin' me crazy
Sentimental gifts that you just can't part ways with
Yеah
I'll buy somethin' better for you, f*ck it
Point somethin' out, I'll get it for you, f*ck it
Whoever set the stone, baby, that ain't gon' cut it
Scammers and them drug dealers flex on a budget
I'll trick-trick on you like I'm Detroit thuggin'
Put you on a jet 'cause I miss you and I love you
And I wanna see my baby
Ayy, ayy
Put that price on your love
Ten bands, you're mine
Twenty bands, you're mine
We could have a real good time
Hundred bands, you're mine
Five hundred bands, you better be mine
'Cause that price on your love
Showtime
[Interlude]
You know I love you, girl, but it's goin' one way
It's goin' in one ear and out the other way
I need a drink 'cause it's been a long day
Make it somethin' strong so I can float on this wave
I just wanna go out
I just wanna ball out
Shawty right here cryin' in the middle of Chanel
Are those tears of joy from your eyes? I can't tell
She say things I do for her, I did for someone else
I'm just tryna help, make me feel bad about myself
Like my love language ain't felt, damn
(I just wanna ride with you), I just wanna ride
(I just wanna go out), I just wanna catch my vibe
I just wanna ride with you
I just wanna ball out
I just wanna ride with you
I just wanna ball out
I just wanna ride with you
I just wanna ball out
(Can I trust you?)
We both lie 'cause we're scared
If I didn't care, I'd hold back a whole lot more from you
But I'm open and that's real
It's not like me
When I met you, you was in the club servin' bottles
Workin' for Mickey
Movin' too keezy
Had to tell you to gwan easy
I could tell you love your prized possessions, what's your favorite?
Bustdown watches, Cuban links
Van Cleef necklace, Carti' bracelets
After all of those stressed-out nights, public fights
All you got to show for that is sentimental gifts that you just can't part ways with
Even if I replace it
You just can't part ways with it
Say you went through too much for it
You had to fake fall in lovе for it
And it's drivin' me crazy
Sentimental gifts that you just can't part ways with
Yеah
I'll buy somethin' better for you, f*ck it
Point somethin' out, I'll get it for you, f*ck it
Whoever set the stone, baby, that ain't gon' cut it
Scammers and them drug dealers flex on a budget
I'll trick-trick on you like I'm Detroit thuggin'
Put you on a jet 'cause I miss you and I love you
And I wanna see my baby
Ayy, ayy
Put that price on your love
Ten bands, you're mine
Twenty bands, you're mine
We could have a real good time
Hundred bands, you're mine
Five hundred bands, you better be mine
'Cause that price on your love
Showtime
[Interlude]
You know I love you, girl, but it's goin' one way
It's goin' in one ear and out the other way
I need a drink 'cause it's been a long day
Make it somethin' strong so I can float on this wave
I just wanna go out
I just wanna ball out
Shawty right here cryin' in the middle of Chanel
Are those tears of joy from your eyes? I can't tell
She say things I do for her, I did for someone else
I'm just tryna help, make me feel bad about myself
Like my love language ain't felt, damn
(I just wanna ride with you), I just wanna ride
(I just wanna go out), I just wanna catch my vibe
I just wanna ride with you
I just wanna ball out
I just wanna ride with you
I just wanna ball out
I just wanna ride with you
I just wanna ball out
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$pider-Man $uperman
Yeah, of course, of course, I got feelings for you, but
Forgot the word, f*ckin'
I need to go on tour, I can't even breathe, do you get me?
It's a mad ting
[Drake]
Girl, I wish I could save you (Yeah), but I can't (Okay, look)
That girl took me for Spider-Man (It's mad), Superman (Spider-Man)
'Cause, girl, you got the power in your hands
Look at you do it, no hands (Damn)
How could you admire a man?
They don't even come nice to the dance
Way you talk about your ex, I know it's facts, I feel you (Feel you)
Feel this in one million (A million)
'Cause I am you, I'm in you (I can feel you)
The way we f*cked is better than what we DM'd on Insta' (Oh, yeah)
But you expect some ninja (Oh, yeah)
[Drake & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Now I'll admit that I wish I could save you (Savе you), but I can't
Sorry-sorry, but I can't, I'm sorry-sorry, but I can't
This girl took me for Spider-Man (Spider-Man), Supеrman (Superman, oh)
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
It's gon' take a lot, get back from this heartbreak
I done bought the bar and still don't know when I'll shake it (Baby)
When I'll face it (Baby)
But you makin' it hard for me when you get naked (Ooh)
How I'm blessin' all the girls who's waited, who's waited on me (Yeah)
Ooh, oh
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Girl, I wish I could save you, but I can't
I'm sorry-sorry, but I can't, I'm sorry-sorry, but I can't
That girl took me for Spider-Man (Spider-Man, oh), Superman (Superman, oh)
[Drake]
Time passes whether we're lookin' at the clock or not
Time passes whether I'm coppin' you that watch or not
You kept askin' if I'm extendin' that spot or not
Since you got what you wanted, we don't talk a lot
Lucky for you, I don't just love you for you
I love you for who you tell me you're gonna be one day too
All of that's cool, I guess we'll see
This girl wants, this girl wants me to save her, I—
This girl wants me to save her, I can't
This girl wants me, this girl wants
This girl wants me to save her, I can't
Took me for Spider-Man
Took me for Superman, ayy-yeah
This girl wants me
Forgot the word, f*ckin'
I need to go on tour, I can't even breathe, do you get me?
It's a mad ting
[Drake]
Girl, I wish I could save you (Yeah), but I can't (Okay, look)
That girl took me for Spider-Man (It's mad), Superman (Spider-Man)
'Cause, girl, you got the power in your hands
Look at you do it, no hands (Damn)
How could you admire a man?
They don't even come nice to the dance
Way you talk about your ex, I know it's facts, I feel you (Feel you)
Feel this in one million (A million)
'Cause I am you, I'm in you (I can feel you)
The way we f*cked is better than what we DM'd on Insta' (Oh, yeah)
But you expect some ninja (Oh, yeah)
[Drake & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Now I'll admit that I wish I could save you (Savе you), but I can't
Sorry-sorry, but I can't, I'm sorry-sorry, but I can't
This girl took me for Spider-Man (Spider-Man), Supеrman (Superman, oh)
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
It's gon' take a lot, get back from this heartbreak
I done bought the bar and still don't know when I'll shake it (Baby)
When I'll face it (Baby)
But you makin' it hard for me when you get naked (Ooh)
How I'm blessin' all the girls who's waited, who's waited on me (Yeah)
Ooh, oh
[PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Girl, I wish I could save you, but I can't
I'm sorry-sorry, but I can't, I'm sorry-sorry, but I can't
That girl took me for Spider-Man (Spider-Man, oh), Superman (Superman, oh)
[Drake]
Time passes whether we're lookin' at the clock or not
Time passes whether I'm coppin' you that watch or not
You kept askin' if I'm extendin' that spot or not
Since you got what you wanted, we don't talk a lot
Lucky for you, I don't just love you for you
I love you for who you tell me you're gonna be one day too
All of that's cool, I guess we'll see
This girl wants, this girl wants me to save her, I—
This girl wants me to save her, I can't
This girl wants me, this girl wants
This girl wants me to save her, I can't
Took me for Spider-Man
Took me for Superman, ayy-yeah
This girl wants me
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Deeper
Hold on
'Cause maybe I'm doin' this wrong
Hold on, baby, sit up, put your ass in my palms
And your trust in my arms tonight (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't worried 'bout my pride
I'd rather get it right than wrong tonight (Okay, oh yeah)
You got me thinkin' deeper (Deeper)
Deeper (Deeper), deeper, deeper than I like
I do what I did with you that night (That night, that night, that night)
I watched you hit that 42 like it's Sprite (Oh)
That nigga don't know what he doin' so you told me, "Keep it quiet"
Since he don't know your desires like I do
Shit
You love when I f*ck you from the back, but I wanna see your face right now (Right now)
I know that he ain't hittin' on nothin' 'cause you're comin' to my place right now (Right now)
Ain't tryna let shit go, I'll let you down, down
6K a month, stay downtown, ma
I'm tryna keep you around, babe
This love, I really found her
Can't get it off, I know where you found it
Then, then I wanna be your favorite again (Oh)
Let's reconnect on the jet on the way to where I live (Yeah)
Give you a second to get ready, and we right back in the action
I'm tryna practice what I'm preachin', baby
Hold on
'Cause maybe I'm doin' this wrong
Hold on, baby, sit up, put your ass in my palms (And what?)
And your trust in my arms tonight (Yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't worried 'bout my pride (Ain't worried 'bout my pride)
I'd rather get it right (I'd rather get it right), than wrong tonight (Than wrong tonight)
You got me thinkin' deeper (Deeper)
Deeper (Deeper), deeper (Deeper), deeper than I like
I do what I did with you that night (That night)
'Cause maybe I'm doin' this wrong
Hold on, baby, sit up, put your ass in my palms
And your trust in my arms tonight (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't worried 'bout my pride
I'd rather get it right than wrong tonight (Okay, oh yeah)
You got me thinkin' deeper (Deeper)
Deeper (Deeper), deeper, deeper than I like
I do what I did with you that night (That night, that night, that night)
I watched you hit that 42 like it's Sprite (Oh)
That nigga don't know what he doin' so you told me, "Keep it quiet"
Since he don't know your desires like I do
Shit
You love when I f*ck you from the back, but I wanna see your face right now (Right now)
I know that he ain't hittin' on nothin' 'cause you're comin' to my place right now (Right now)
Ain't tryna let shit go, I'll let you down, down
6K a month, stay downtown, ma
I'm tryna keep you around, babe
This love, I really found her
Can't get it off, I know where you found it
Then, then I wanna be your favorite again (Oh)
Let's reconnect on the jet on the way to where I live (Yeah)
Give you a second to get ready, and we right back in the action
I'm tryna practice what I'm preachin', baby
Hold on
'Cause maybe I'm doin' this wrong
Hold on, baby, sit up, put your ass in my palms (And what?)
And your trust in my arms tonight (Yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't worried 'bout my pride (Ain't worried 'bout my pride)
I'd rather get it right (I'd rather get it right), than wrong tonight (Than wrong tonight)
You got me thinkin' deeper (Deeper)
Deeper (Deeper), deeper (Deeper), deeper than I like
I do what I did with you that night (That night)
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$mall Town Fame
[Part I]
Yeah
Leavin' out the club with no hoes, it's a dub
You somewhere on house arrest pretending you in love
Exfoliate that nigga that you with, he a scrub
Like I wanna know what's up
What happened to us?
Your new nigga pretend to be the man, he a stud, like
Patek I had you in was hittin' like a floodlight
We was really locked in, we got it out the mud like
All I got is memories of thinkin' what it was like
Now you tryna style in my face, pop it in my face
Put it on the 'Gram, you supposed to be my ace
I'm hating hard, I'm hating way too hard
I'm hating hard, I'm hating way too hard
I'm hating hard, you playеd the part
You wasn't who you are right now
I'm hating hard, I'm hating way too—
[Part II]
Yeah, PH, PH, PH, PH, PH, PH, PH
Yеah, PARTY on a paper chase
Poppin' out in Saginaw, poppin' out in Salt Lake
Poppin' out in Arizona
Bitch, I feel like Tate McRae
Vanilla ice and white hoes, straight cake, uh
Niggas love to talk, man, stack somethin'
Puttin' Charli up her nose, X on her tongue
She been geekin' hard, she done had a BRAT Summer
PARTY pull up on the scene, black Hummer
You boys pull up to the six, we get the tax runnin'
Ayy, talkin' on her, oh, tryna prove somethin'
Nigga, whack somethin', pack somethin', do somethin'
Ayy, I don't give a f*ck, I'm a fallout boy when they call our gang
Lost a lot of brothers to this dog-ass game
What am I supposed to do with all that pain?
Sleepless nights, drawn out days
Thinkin' about how wrong I played
Even lost my bitch to the small town fame
Ayy, ayy, I'ma mess right now
You know what, man, we're all in this
Now, whether we're all in this together
Or you're all in it for yourself
The fact of the matter is that we're in it
Yeah
Leavin' out the club with no hoes, it's a dub
You somewhere on house arrest pretending you in love
Exfoliate that nigga that you with, he a scrub
Like I wanna know what's up
What happened to us?
Your new nigga pretend to be the man, he a stud, like
Patek I had you in was hittin' like a floodlight
We was really locked in, we got it out the mud like
All I got is memories of thinkin' what it was like
Now you tryna style in my face, pop it in my face
Put it on the 'Gram, you supposed to be my ace
I'm hating hard, I'm hating way too hard
I'm hating hard, I'm hating way too hard
I'm hating hard, you playеd the part
You wasn't who you are right now
I'm hating hard, I'm hating way too—
[Part II]
Yeah, PH, PH, PH, PH, PH, PH, PH
Yеah, PARTY on a paper chase
Poppin' out in Saginaw, poppin' out in Salt Lake
Poppin' out in Arizona
Bitch, I feel like Tate McRae
Vanilla ice and white hoes, straight cake, uh
Niggas love to talk, man, stack somethin'
Puttin' Charli up her nose, X on her tongue
She been geekin' hard, she done had a BRAT Summer
PARTY pull up on the scene, black Hummer
You boys pull up to the six, we get the tax runnin'
Ayy, talkin' on her, oh, tryna prove somethin'
Nigga, whack somethin', pack somethin', do somethin'
Ayy, I don't give a f*ck, I'm a fallout boy when they call our gang
Lost a lot of brothers to this dog-ass game
What am I supposed to do with all that pain?
Sleepless nights, drawn out days
Thinkin' about how wrong I played
Even lost my bitch to the small town fame
Ayy, ayy, I'ma mess right now
You know what, man, we're all in this
Now, whether we're all in this together
Or you're all in it for yourself
The fact of the matter is that we're in it
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Pimmie's Dilemma
[Pim]
Please, don't go out with your friends
They don't ever keep you in check
They gon' let you do whatever
And blame it on the liquor, oh
Oh, forgot they for silence, wildin'
Think I don't know about them clubs, uh?
You got strippers that you favor, uh
But you say you don't go out that much
Can't you wait? Don't love nobody
Spending time with people that don't respect the love we got here
You said you got me, but you're headed elsewhere
And your friends ain't shit, they do the most, you know it's recklеss, yeah
Can't you wait? Don't love nobody
Entertaining bitchеs you said you wouldn't, you said you got me
You swore on everything you said, don't ever doubt me
Don't love nobody, oh, don't love nobody, oh-oh, oh
Please, don't go out with your friends
They don't ever keep you in check
They gon' let you do whatever
And blame it on the liquor, oh
Oh, forgot they for silence, wildin'
Think I don't know about them clubs, uh?
You got strippers that you favor, uh
But you say you don't go out that much
Please, don't go out with your friends
They don't ever keep you in check
They gon' let you do whatever
And blame it on the liquor, oh
Oh, forgot they for silence, wildin'
Think I don't know about them clubs, uh?
You got strippers that you favor, uh
But you say you don't go out that much
Can't you wait? Don't love nobody
Spending time with people that don't respect the love we got here
You said you got me, but you're headed elsewhere
And your friends ain't shit, they do the most, you know it's recklеss, yeah
Can't you wait? Don't love nobody
Entertaining bitchеs you said you wouldn't, you said you got me
You swore on everything you said, don't ever doubt me
Don't love nobody, oh, don't love nobody, oh-oh, oh
Please, don't go out with your friends
They don't ever keep you in check
They gon' let you do whatever
And blame it on the liquor, oh
Oh, forgot they for silence, wildin'
Think I don't know about them clubs, uh?
You got strippers that you favor, uh
But you say you don't go out that much
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Brian Steel
Shout Brian Steel, I'm too geeked for the guys
Yeah, woah, I've been in the house, but I'm comin' outside tonight
Girl, you're so sexy, there's nothin' that I wanna keep on the side
Yeah, I love how you always be speakin' your mind
I feel things, baby, but lately, I'm feeling things deeper inside, oh, real
It's your front, your behind, you're sweet, you're kind
The pussy so good, it could keep me inside
But f*ck that, baby, I gotta pop out with the guys tonight, ayy
Pussy so good that I should be inside, ayy
I took some polka dot, girl, now I'm seeing designs, oh, yeah
Big page reachin', done freed up the Slime, oh shit
Broski just hit me, said, "Put all the beef on the side," I can't
Mm-mm, I'm heated now, yeah
Niggas want meet up, talk about shit, I'm vegan now (For real)
Evil eyes were staring at me and I see it now
Yeah, shout Brian Steel, take off the cuffs, we leavin' now, ayy, what?
You just hit me up like, "W-Y-D?"
Same old shit, girl, you know what's up with me
Beefing with boys that we don't ever see
I'm out every night and they not in the streets
She got that PARTY4 stuck on repeat
I got plaques like I haven't been brushing my teeth
What's up with you when you f*ckin' with me?
'Cause that's what you should be discussin' with me
Yeah, that's what we should be talkin' about
Twenty-five deep when they walkin' me out
'Cause too many pussies been f*ckin' with me
Yeah, yeah, what? Yeah
Pussy so good that I should be inside, but I gotta step out with my guys
Yeah, ayy
Pussy so good that I should be inside, but I had to step out with the guys
Yeah, woah, I've been in the house, but I'm comin' outside tonight
Girl, you're so sexy, there's nothin' that I wanna keep on the side
Yeah, I love how you always be speakin' your mind
I feel things, baby, but lately, I'm feeling things deeper inside, oh, real
It's your front, your behind, you're sweet, you're kind
The pussy so good, it could keep me inside
But f*ck that, baby, I gotta pop out with the guys tonight, ayy
Pussy so good that I should be inside, ayy
I took some polka dot, girl, now I'm seeing designs, oh, yeah
Big page reachin', done freed up the Slime, oh shit
Broski just hit me, said, "Put all the beef on the side," I can't
Mm-mm, I'm heated now, yeah
Niggas want meet up, talk about shit, I'm vegan now (For real)
Evil eyes were staring at me and I see it now
Yeah, shout Brian Steel, take off the cuffs, we leavin' now, ayy, what?
You just hit me up like, "W-Y-D?"
Same old shit, girl, you know what's up with me
Beefing with boys that we don't ever see
I'm out every night and they not in the streets
She got that PARTY4 stuck on repeat
I got plaques like I haven't been brushing my teeth
What's up with you when you f*ckin' with me?
'Cause that's what you should be discussin' with me
Yeah, that's what we should be talkin' about
Twenty-five deep when they walkin' me out
'Cause too many pussies been f*ckin' with me
Yeah, yeah, what? Yeah
Pussy so good that I should be inside, but I gotta step out with my guys
Yeah, ayy
Pussy so good that I should be inside, but I had to step out with the guys
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Gimme A Hug
Yeah, Drake elimination, fake intimidation
Take a minute, take a deep breath, have a little bit of patience
"Drizzy, you amazin', you the inspiration
You set the bar for the next generation"
You Neo in the matrix, these niggas just Nemo in the ocean
Small fish, making kids feel emotion
Using you for promotion, truer words had never been spoken
Niggas want to see RIP me on a t-shirt like I'm Hulk Hogan
I appreciate the fans rocking with me, this is really just a small token
Really f*ckin' with a visionary
Only reason I ain't got a girl and I ain't gettin' married
'Cause I'm really out here, filling up the itinerary 'til I'm six feet in a cemetery
Bulletproof doors so heavy, got me rollin' 'round like a dignitary
Funny how it's only bitch niggas that are waiting on the boy's obituary
'Cause if I die, it's these niggas that become the sole beneficiary
And what the f*ck are they gon' do with it?
Head of girls up at twenty-nine, on stage twerkin' with a dictionary
Guilt trips, not Turks trips when it's cold out here in February
'Cause right now, shorty parachuting molly like she flying for the military
This girl face so pretty, I can only think of f*ckin' missionary
F*ck that, make the beat switch, turn the hoes up, give a million to 'em
Right now, I got so many villas booked on like I'm billing to 'em
Durk's boy told me Marvin's Room was his favorite song, he was drilling to it
Thousand niggas rappin' murder shit and like ten niggas that'll really do it
Savage, you the only nigga checkin' on me when we really in some shit, brother
Melyssa Ford, you a legend from the 6, hate to see you with a dick-sucker
Shit about to be a lit summer, tell Tony, "Leave the motor runnin'"
Tell Mike that the ceiling's too low in Booby, how we supposed to throw a hundred?
Damn
They be droppin' shit, but we be droppin' harder shit (Droppin' harder shit)
F*ck a rap beef, I'm tryna get the party lit
Tryna get the party lit for the bitches
Them Nike tights is huggin' on that ass like they missed it
What's up?
Niggas is hating the boy for sure, the women in love
Walk in the strip club, damn, I missed you hoes, give me a hug
Give me a hug, give me a hug, give me a hug, give me a hug
Yeah, I know that you work in the club
Know that these people might judge
But f*ck it, you family to us
So come over here and give me some love
Yeah, give me a hug
I miss you hoes, give me a hug
Give me a hug, give me a hug
What can I say? I miss you girls, I'm stuck in my ways
Princess, Gigi, Pooh, Pink, Luxury, y'all gotta come to the stage
Yeah, come to the stage and show me some love
You know how I'm comin', I'm giving it up
The niggas in here ain't spendin' enough
Bae, I miss you
I'm talkin' to you, baby, I miss you
You, you, you, you, you
Yeah
Take a minute, take a deep breath, have a little bit of patience
"Drizzy, you amazin', you the inspiration
You set the bar for the next generation"
You Neo in the matrix, these niggas just Nemo in the ocean
Small fish, making kids feel emotion
Using you for promotion, truer words had never been spoken
Niggas want to see RIP me on a t-shirt like I'm Hulk Hogan
I appreciate the fans rocking with me, this is really just a small token
Really f*ckin' with a visionary
Only reason I ain't got a girl and I ain't gettin' married
'Cause I'm really out here, filling up the itinerary 'til I'm six feet in a cemetery
Bulletproof doors so heavy, got me rollin' 'round like a dignitary
Funny how it's only bitch niggas that are waiting on the boy's obituary
'Cause if I die, it's these niggas that become the sole beneficiary
And what the f*ck are they gon' do with it?
Head of girls up at twenty-nine, on stage twerkin' with a dictionary
Guilt trips, not Turks trips when it's cold out here in February
'Cause right now, shorty parachuting molly like she flying for the military
This girl face so pretty, I can only think of f*ckin' missionary
F*ck that, make the beat switch, turn the hoes up, give a million to 'em
Right now, I got so many villas booked on like I'm billing to 'em
Durk's boy told me Marvin's Room was his favorite song, he was drilling to it
Thousand niggas rappin' murder shit and like ten niggas that'll really do it
Savage, you the only nigga checkin' on me when we really in some shit, brother
Melyssa Ford, you a legend from the 6, hate to see you with a dick-sucker
Shit about to be a lit summer, tell Tony, "Leave the motor runnin'"
Tell Mike that the ceiling's too low in Booby, how we supposed to throw a hundred?
Damn
They be droppin' shit, but we be droppin' harder shit (Droppin' harder shit)
F*ck a rap beef, I'm tryna get the party lit
Tryna get the party lit for the bitches
Them Nike tights is huggin' on that ass like they missed it
What's up?
Niggas is hating the boy for sure, the women in love
Walk in the strip club, damn, I missed you hoes, give me a hug
Give me a hug, give me a hug, give me a hug, give me a hug
Yeah, I know that you work in the club
Know that these people might judge
But f*ck it, you family to us
So come over here and give me some love
Yeah, give me a hug
I miss you hoes, give me a hug
Give me a hug, give me a hug
What can I say? I miss you girls, I'm stuck in my ways
Princess, Gigi, Pooh, Pink, Luxury, y'all gotta come to the stage
Yeah, come to the stage and show me some love
You know how I'm comin', I'm giving it up
The niggas in here ain't spendin' enough
Bae, I miss you
I'm talkin' to you, baby, I miss you
You, you, you, you, you
Yeah
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Raining in Houston
Alright, man
This what we gon' do
If you got love, H-town, put your deuces up, put your H's up one time to my brother, DJ Screw
Ayy
Put your H's up now
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
Can I get a woah, woah, oh, woah, woah? Yeah
Friday night, I'm out with the guys
You already called me five times
Drinks are flowing, catching my vibe
Blue bubbles are blowing up my line
You got friends too, no one told you stay inside, go live your life
Your life
Textin' me, "Don't bother comin' home," as if the crib ain't mine
What's on your mind? (Your mind), your mind
Wait on you to sober up the next day 'cause that's when you realize, talkin' on some, oh, damn, I am trippin'
Vaping while you're typin' on a mission
Maya Angelou, 07, shots of 42
Your words are cuttin' deep, your words are hittin' different
All you gotta do is (All you gotta do)
All you gotta do is (All you gotta do)
Hop on 85, drive right past A&M (Past A&M)
It's rainin' in Houston, we're not arguing again
All this time you've been around me
You don't spend a penny 'round me
Friends are extra friendly 'round me
If you love me, can I get a woah, woah, woah, woah, woah? (Woah) Yeah
Can I get a woah, woah, woah, woah? Yeah
Ayy, hop on 85, way past A&M
Straight into Houston, we're not arguing again
Hop on 85, way past A&M
Girl, you know the way and we're not arguing again
It's raining in Houston, my love
The streets are empty, mood is already f*cked up
So why make it worse if you could pull up?
I know you like it toxic, you're used to it, love
Rather spend my energy boosting you up
Gassing you up, these American guys
Are something different, they just talk looser than us
You say I talk proper, it suits me, my love
All these tables, booths, you want hookah, my love
I'm pulling strings, shit could get acoustic, my love
Corner booth and pineapple juice in your cup
Blicky on us these days, it's a glue stick, my love
I know you always say it's just music, my love
But these guys would die to see me losing, my love
The hate from this year alone is confusing, my love
I can't see things getting much smoother, my love
This what we gon' do
If you got love, H-town, put your deuces up, put your H's up one time to my brother, DJ Screw
Ayy
Put your H's up now
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
Can I get a woah, woah, oh, woah, woah? Yeah
Friday night, I'm out with the guys
You already called me five times
Drinks are flowing, catching my vibe
Blue bubbles are blowing up my line
You got friends too, no one told you stay inside, go live your life
Your life
Textin' me, "Don't bother comin' home," as if the crib ain't mine
What's on your mind? (Your mind), your mind
Wait on you to sober up the next day 'cause that's when you realize, talkin' on some, oh, damn, I am trippin'
Vaping while you're typin' on a mission
Maya Angelou, 07, shots of 42
Your words are cuttin' deep, your words are hittin' different
All you gotta do is (All you gotta do)
All you gotta do is (All you gotta do)
Hop on 85, drive right past A&M (Past A&M)
It's rainin' in Houston, we're not arguing again
All this time you've been around me
You don't spend a penny 'round me
Friends are extra friendly 'round me
If you love me, can I get a woah, woah, woah, woah, woah? (Woah) Yeah
Can I get a woah, woah, woah, woah? Yeah
Ayy, hop on 85, way past A&M
Straight into Houston, we're not arguing again
Hop on 85, way past A&M
Girl, you know the way and we're not arguing again
It's raining in Houston, my love
The streets are empty, mood is already f*cked up
So why make it worse if you could pull up?
I know you like it toxic, you're used to it, love
Rather spend my energy boosting you up
Gassing you up, these American guys
Are something different, they just talk looser than us
You say I talk proper, it suits me, my love
All these tables, booths, you want hookah, my love
I'm pulling strings, shit could get acoustic, my love
Corner booth and pineapple juice in your cup
Blicky on us these days, it's a glue stick, my love
I know you always say it's just music, my love
But these guys would die to see me losing, my love
The hate from this year alone is confusing, my love
I can't see things getting much smoother, my love
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Lasers
Yeah, yeah, yeah
PARTY
Yeah
Staring at your tattoo while I'm f*cking you from the back (Ah)
Doesn't say my name, but here's where we're at (Ah-ah)
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé (Yeah)
Tell me it's over (It's over)
While I'm f*cking you passionately ('Ately)
While I'm f*cking you fast asleep
Somehow, I feel that it had to be this way for me to see (See)
What I had was meant for me
Baby, we was supposed to be, oh-oh
Together forever already
I'm getting older, pressure's getting heavy
The rock I put on your finger, girl, it's heavy
Like my heart (Ah), like my chest (My soul)
Can't wait 'til you get that tattoo off the back of your neck
Oh, yeah
Staring at your tattoo while I'm f*cking you from the back (Yeah)
Doesn't say my name, but here's where we're at (Yeah)
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé (Baby, say my name, oh)
Never thought I'd see the day you cry
'Til you cried in my arms that night (Yeah)
Said he hit you after that one fight
Closed fist, he's fried, I'm heated
I don't really want to speak about it
I'm brushin' them niggas soon as we see them
No empathy for them and I mean it
Don't tell me, "Show no sympathy"
I told you what you meant to me
Staring at your tattoo while I'm f*cking you from the back (Oh-oh, ah)
Doesn't say my name, girl, but here's where we're at
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé
Baby, say my name, say my name
Fact you still got it is insane
These niggas done put you through too much pain
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé
Baby, say my name, say my name
Session number one, it's gon' hurt a little bit
Session two, that hurt might make you learn a little bit
Session three, I know that you'll be used to that shit
These was starting fresh in my brain-ain
Staring at your tattoo while I'm f*cking you from the back (Ah)
Doesn't say my name, but here's where we're at
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé (Baby, say my name)
Oh, like Beyoncé
PARTY
Yeah
Staring at your tattoo while I'm f*cking you from the back (Ah)
Doesn't say my name, but here's where we're at (Ah-ah)
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé (Yeah)
Tell me it's over (It's over)
While I'm f*cking you passionately ('Ately)
While I'm f*cking you fast asleep
Somehow, I feel that it had to be this way for me to see (See)
What I had was meant for me
Baby, we was supposed to be, oh-oh
Together forever already
I'm getting older, pressure's getting heavy
The rock I put on your finger, girl, it's heavy
Like my heart (Ah), like my chest (My soul)
Can't wait 'til you get that tattoo off the back of your neck
Oh, yeah
Staring at your tattoo while I'm f*cking you from the back (Yeah)
Doesn't say my name, but here's where we're at (Yeah)
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé (Baby, say my name, oh)
Never thought I'd see the day you cry
'Til you cried in my arms that night (Yeah)
Said he hit you after that one fight
Closed fist, he's fried, I'm heated
I don't really want to speak about it
I'm brushin' them niggas soon as we see them
No empathy for them and I mean it
Don't tell me, "Show no sympathy"
I told you what you meant to me
Staring at your tattoo while I'm f*cking you from the back (Oh-oh, ah)
Doesn't say my name, girl, but here's where we're at
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé
Baby, say my name, say my name
Fact you still got it is insane
These niggas done put you through too much pain
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé
Baby, say my name, say my name
Session number one, it's gon' hurt a little bit
Session two, that hurt might make you learn a little bit
Session three, I know that you'll be used to that shit
These was starting fresh in my brain-ain
Staring at your tattoo while I'm f*cking you from the back (Ah)
Doesn't say my name, but here's where we're at
Baby, say my name like Beyoncé (Baby, say my name)
Oh, like Beyoncé
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Meet Your Padre
[ Featuring PARTYNEXTDOOR, Chino Pacas ]
Yeah
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Eso e'
Guilla, vámono' pa' Sevilla
I wanna meet your madre, pay my respects to your padre, mi amor (Guilla, ole, mi amor)
Bonita, bien lo sabe, si esa forma de mirarme en tus ojos (Prende, dale, chiquillo)
Text your friends, "¿Qué pasa? ", vamos, bring them to mi casa, por favor (Sevilla, criada)
Mami, di qué tranza, yo hasta te pido a tu mamá, no hay temor (Eso e', guilla)
Bro, say, "Touch this one, make the girl step left"
Bro, say, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left" (Eso e')
Said, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left"
Then right, then left again, then move your hips, no rest for them, ma
Bro, say, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left" (Eso e')
Bro, say, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left" (Eso e')
Said, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left"
Then right, then left again, then move your hips, no rest for them, ma (Anda)
Mi amor, I'm not one that you can ignore
I want your phone número, por favor
I see your body is like Coca-Cola
I'll come and pick you up in Testarossa, ayy
You're busy now, what can I see you after?
Or maybe tomorrow gyal, it no matter
Take you to Santos, we can dance bachata (Mira, mira)
Take you to Kiki or the Boobie Trap
I want to pay your rent and pay your taxes
She kissed my cheek and she said, "Muchas gracias" (Eso e')
My young carnal, his name is Chino Pacas (Dale, chiquillo)
These mexicano girls are too attractive, ayy, ayy
Ayy (Eso e'), baby (Guilla), baby (Vámono' pa' Sevilla)
I want to meet your madre, pay my respects to your padre, mi amor (Guilla, ole, mi amor)
Bonita, bien lo sabe, si esa forma de mirarme en tus ojos (Prende, dale, chiquillo, ooh, ooh)
Text your friends, "¿Qué pasa? ", vamos, bring them to mi casa, por favor (Sevilla, triada)
Mami, di qué tranza, yo hasta te pido a tu mamá, no hay temor (Eso e', guilla)
Gyal, say, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left" (Gyal step left)
Gyal, say, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left" (Ooh)
Said, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left"
Then right, then left again, then move your hips, no rest for them, ma
Gyal, say, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left"
Gyal, say, "Touch this one, make the gyal step left"
Said, "Touch this one, make the girl step left"
Then right, then left again, then move your hips, no rest for them, ma
Fiesto, Chino
Easy, easy, easy, easy
Is you with me, baby?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's a Sunday, boy, we're drinking like it's Friday
She the one for me, all you done for me, he sent on my way
F-150, baby, let's get whiskey, baby in your driveway
Meet your madre, meet your padre and everybody
Do it your way, but the truth is I want it my way
I can make it feel mucho mejor
Meet me outside, por favor (Yeah, yeah)
Without you my heart's in galore
It's painful for fears to restore (Ayy, oh), oh-oh
Painful for fears to restore, ooh, baby
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Nokia
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Yeah, yeah)
Who's callin' my phone? (OVO Sound, 2025)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone?
Is it Stacy? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Becky? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Keisha? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Ellie? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Was it Dani? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it PARTY? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Where's the function? (Where the f*ck the function?)
Send the addy (Where the f*ck the function?)
The way I feel right now, I feel like we need to be all alone
So if you just playin' around, you need to tell your girl, "Take your fine ass home," and that's real
Stop teasin' me, yeah, what? Stop teasin' me
I could change your life so easily
I keep beggin' you to stay, but you're leavin' me
Leavin' me, we got sticks in the club illegally
Got the whole 6ix side, they believe in me
We got members east of the DVP
We got members west on the 401
We had a lock on the game, but it's more to come
You gotta pop that ass 'til the morning come
You want shots for the girls? Then order some
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my- (Ayy)
Is it Stacy? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Becky? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Keisha? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Ashley? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Was it Dani? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it PARTY? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Where's the function? (Where the f*ck the function?)
Send the addy (Where the f*ck the function?)
Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Ayy, how many hoes in this club?
Is it just me and you, my love?
I don't mean to call you no ho
I just heard about the things that you do, my love
And you're just like me, if it's true, my love, ayy
You could see right through my love, ayy
I see your waist shrunk, my love, ayy
You got some bass in the trunk, my love, damn
How many hoes in this club?
Is it really just me, my love?
You know my dad 'nem pimpin' for real
You ever been down to Memphis, Tennessee, my love? Uh
I ain't sayin' I agree, my love
I'm just tellin' you the things I seen, my love
I got drinks, jokes, sex, and cash
Those are four things I can guarantee, my love, ayy
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Yeah, yeah)
Who's callin' my phone? (OVO Sound, 2025)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone?
Is it Stacy? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Becky? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Keisha? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Ellie? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Was it Dani? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it PARTY? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Where's the function? (Where the f*ck the function?)
Send the addy (Where the f*ck the function?)
The way I feel right now, I feel like we need to be all alone
So if you just playin' around, you need to tell your girl, "Take your fine ass home," and that's real
Stop teasin' me, yeah, what? Stop teasin' me
I could change your life so easily
I keep beggin' you to stay, but you're leavin' me
Leavin' me, we got sticks in the club illegally
Got the whole 6ix side, they believe in me
We got members east of the DVP
We got members west on the 401
We had a lock on the game, but it's more to come
You gotta pop that ass 'til the morning come
You want shots for the girls? Then order some
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my- (Ayy)
Is it Stacy? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Becky? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Keisha? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Ashley? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Was it Dani? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it PARTY? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Where's the function? (Where the f*ck the function?)
Send the addy (Where the f*ck the function?)
Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Ayy, how many hoes in this club?
Is it just me and you, my love?
I don't mean to call you no ho
I just heard about the things that you do, my love
And you're just like me, if it's true, my love, ayy
You could see right through my love, ayy
I see your waist shrunk, my love, ayy
You got some bass in the trunk, my love, damn
How many hoes in this club?
Is it really just me, my love?
You know my dad 'nem pimpin' for real
You ever been down to Memphis, Tennessee, my love? Uh
I ain't sayin' I agree, my love
I'm just tellin' you the things I seen, my love
I got drinks, jokes, sex, and cash
Those are four things I can guarantee, my love, ayy
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (Show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
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Die Trying
Yeah
Girl, I can't decide if I should stay and say I tried
Or I should leave and say goodbye
It's killin' me inside
If I could just get next to you, I'd probably be alright
But we're so busy in this life
We always say, "Some other time"
Why won't my tears work? It's been a decade since I've cried
I got no dog left in the fight
The bark don't match the bite
Me and my old man, we just get f*cked up every night
He said, "Son, these hoes just don't love you"
I said, "I'll keep that in mind"
Those ain't words to live by, wouldn't call that sound advice
Our future doesn't sound too bright
But I just nod and say, "You're right," I do
Girl, I can't decide if I should stay and say I tried
Or I should leave and say goodbye
It's killin' me inside
And all my (My) presents to show my affection
Flowers and diamonds and jets through the sky
I'm not here to teach you a lesson (No)
I'm just a caring and passionate guy
Times with your friends got you changin' your vibe
Times with your friends got you changin'
Times with your friends got you changin' your vibe
Talking to your friends
Girl, I miss my friends, you know too much of them have died
I wish that they were still alive
Just to see the silver lines
This year, me and God, we wasn't seein' eye to eye
I prayed to her from time to time
She was busy on another vibe
I can't vent to you through no text message and reply
I need to see you face to face
Gotta look you in the eye, I do
Girl, I can't decide if I should stay and say I tried
Or I should leave and say goodbye
It's killin' me inside
And all my presents to show my affection
Flowers and diamonds and jets through the sky
I'm not here to teach you a lesson (No, no)
I'm just a caring and passionate guy
Times with your friends got you changin' your vibe
Times with your friends got you changin'
Times with your friends got you changin' your vibe
Talking to your friends
Ooh, another misunderstanding, of course
I pushed you away 'cause that's what I could afford
Ooh, we felt way too true and it hurts
So laughing or crying will only make it worse
Girl, I can't decide if I should stay and say I tried
Or I should leave and say goodbye
It's killin' me inside
If I could just get next to you, I'd probably be alright
But we're so busy in this life
We always say, "Some other time"
Why won't my tears work? It's been a decade since I've cried
I got no dog left in the fight
The bark don't match the bite
Me and my old man, we just get f*cked up every night
He said, "Son, these hoes just don't love you"
I said, "I'll keep that in mind"
Those ain't words to live by, wouldn't call that sound advice
Our future doesn't sound too bright
But I just nod and say, "You're right," I do
Girl, I can't decide if I should stay and say I tried
Or I should leave and say goodbye
It's killin' me inside
And all my (My) presents to show my affection
Flowers and diamonds and jets through the sky
I'm not here to teach you a lesson (No)
I'm just a caring and passionate guy
Times with your friends got you changin' your vibe
Times with your friends got you changin'
Times with your friends got you changin' your vibe
Talking to your friends
Girl, I miss my friends, you know too much of them have died
I wish that they were still alive
Just to see the silver lines
This year, me and God, we wasn't seein' eye to eye
I prayed to her from time to time
She was busy on another vibe
I can't vent to you through no text message and reply
I need to see you face to face
Gotta look you in the eye, I do
Girl, I can't decide if I should stay and say I tried
Or I should leave and say goodbye
It's killin' me inside
And all my presents to show my affection
Flowers and diamonds and jets through the sky
I'm not here to teach you a lesson (No, no)
I'm just a caring and passionate guy
Times with your friends got you changin' your vibe
Times with your friends got you changin'
Times with your friends got you changin' your vibe
Talking to your friends
Ooh, another misunderstanding, of course
I pushed you away 'cause that's what I could afford
Ooh, we felt way too true and it hurts
So laughing or crying will only make it worse
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$omebody Loves Me
All the girls
I know there's somebody who loves me
Somebody who really loves me (Who loves me)
And that's all I need
We in Miami turnin' up another night (A night)
We smokin' broccoli, but she smellin' Baccarat ('Carat)
I'm in her panties tryna get all in her crotch (Her crotch)
Friends, all of my friends and they tryna get got (Get got)
Her name is Angel, but she's far from God (From God)
Bet it don't pay well to fall in love (In love)
Must be the stars, but something's linin' up (It's up)
Thought my exes was bad, but you finer (Finer)
Oh, no, no, no (Oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, yeah
Somebody who loves me in the buildin'
Somebody who feel me in the buildin' (Oh, oh, oh)
We throw fifty thou' to the ceiling, oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
We in Miami turnin' up another night (A night)
We took the trophy, let the shorties take the yacht ('Carat)
We all in Santos, I rented out the spot (Her crotch)
Friends, all of my friends and they tryna get got (Get got)
Her name is Angel, but she must forgot (From God)
She say her bestie wanna get home and swall'
I said, "On shot," baby, and that's doin' a lot
I'm tryna do more than bust down your watch
I need somebody who gon' meet me at the top
Who's out there for me?
Who's out there for me?
Who's out there for me?
Said it don't pay well to fall in love (In love)
I need the stars or somethin' linin' up (It's up)
Thought my ex-bitch was bad, but you finer (Finer)
Oh yeah (Oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, yeah
Somebody who loves me in the buildin'
Somebody who feel me in the buildin' (Oh, oh, oh)
We throw fifty thou' to the ceiling, oh yeah
I know there's somebody who loves me
Somebody who really loves me (Who loves me)
And that's all I need, yeah
I'm holding y'all hands real, real, real, real tight when I say this 'cause I don't feel like fightin'
But please quit callin' them lil' one-week breaks celibacy
You're not celibate
You're not celibate
You're not celibate
I know there's somebody who loves me
Somebody who really loves me (Who loves me)
And that's all I need
We in Miami turnin' up another night (A night)
We smokin' broccoli, but she smellin' Baccarat ('Carat)
I'm in her panties tryna get all in her crotch (Her crotch)
Friends, all of my friends and they tryna get got (Get got)
Her name is Angel, but she's far from God (From God)
Bet it don't pay well to fall in love (In love)
Must be the stars, but something's linin' up (It's up)
Thought my exes was bad, but you finer (Finer)
Oh, no, no, no (Oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, yeah
Somebody who loves me in the buildin'
Somebody who feel me in the buildin' (Oh, oh, oh)
We throw fifty thou' to the ceiling, oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
We in Miami turnin' up another night (A night)
We took the trophy, let the shorties take the yacht ('Carat)
We all in Santos, I rented out the spot (Her crotch)
Friends, all of my friends and they tryna get got (Get got)
Her name is Angel, but she must forgot (From God)
She say her bestie wanna get home and swall'
I said, "On shot," baby, and that's doin' a lot
I'm tryna do more than bust down your watch
I need somebody who gon' meet me at the top
Who's out there for me?
Who's out there for me?
Who's out there for me?
Said it don't pay well to fall in love (In love)
I need the stars or somethin' linin' up (It's up)
Thought my ex-bitch was bad, but you finer (Finer)
Oh yeah (Oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, yeah
Somebody who loves me in the buildin'
Somebody who feel me in the buildin' (Oh, oh, oh)
We throw fifty thou' to the ceiling, oh yeah
I know there's somebody who loves me
Somebody who really loves me (Who loves me)
And that's all I need, yeah
I'm holding y'all hands real, real, real, real tight when I say this 'cause I don't feel like fightin'
But please quit callin' them lil' one-week breaks celibacy
You're not celibate
You're not celibate
You're not celibate
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Celibacy
[Drake:]
It's been too long, celibacy
What do you want? Tell it to me
Dropped to my knees
Let me break your streak, I'm begging you, please
'Cause it's been four months and two weeks and thirty-six hours
And eight minutes since you've been pleased
So please, please give me that opportunity
To get you right where you need to be
Is this what you want? Is this what you want?
Is this what you want? Is this what you want?
Is this what you want?
I'm on call for these type of things
Pour me a shotty, let it flow through my body
Flow through my body, flow through my body
Is this what you want?
Audemus is all in our cup
We got a lot of things to discuss
Like these men you know you can't trust
Or these girls that just don't give me enough
F*ck, I guess it's up and it's stuck
We're not like them, baby, and they're not like us, either one
Ross keeps on bringing that bottle and topping you up
Got you talking so tough while I'm calling your bluff
It's been too long, celibacy
What do you want? Tell it to me
[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Yeah (Uh)
The concept of you and I (I)
Take it one night at a time (A time)
Heart, body, and your mind (Oh, ooh)
I love that we intertwine
And I learned from mistakes I made with girls that made it worse (Come on now)
You'll never take our kids away from me, we'd make it work
Girl, I'm focused and I'm mesmerized (Mesmerized)
Eyes starin' at the prize (The prize)
Life is good between your thighs (Between your thighs)
Shake 'til your paralyzed (Paralyzed, uh)
I'm rocking you straight to sleep (Okay, to sleep)
Love having you so weak (So weak, oh my)
I know what you really like (What you like)
I know what you really like (What you like)
I know what you really like
I know
Ayy, ayy
It's been too long, celibacy
What do you want? Tell it to me
Dropped to my knees
Let me break your streak, I'm begging you, please
'Cause it's been four months and two weeks and thirty-six hours
And eight minutes since you've been pleased
So please, please give me that opportunity
To get you right where you need to be
Is this what you want? Is this what you want?
Is this what you want? Is this what you want?
Is this what you want?
I'm on call for these type of things
Pour me a shotty, let it flow through my body
Flow through my body, flow through my body
Is this what you want?
Audemus is all in our cup
We got a lot of things to discuss
Like these men you know you can't trust
Or these girls that just don't give me enough
F*ck, I guess it's up and it's stuck
We're not like them, baby, and they're not like us, either one
Ross keeps on bringing that bottle and topping you up
Got you talking so tough while I'm calling your bluff
It's been too long, celibacy
What do you want? Tell it to me
[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Yeah (Uh)
The concept of you and I (I)
Take it one night at a time (A time)
Heart, body, and your mind (Oh, ooh)
I love that we intertwine
And I learned from mistakes I made with girls that made it worse (Come on now)
You'll never take our kids away from me, we'd make it work
Girl, I'm focused and I'm mesmerized (Mesmerized)
Eyes starin' at the prize (The prize)
Life is good between your thighs (Between your thighs)
Shake 'til your paralyzed (Paralyzed, uh)
I'm rocking you straight to sleep (Okay, to sleep)
Love having you so weak (So weak, oh my)
I know what you really like (What you like)
I know what you really like (What you like)
I know what you really like
I know
Ayy, ayy
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OMW
[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Call me from the condo, I'm picking you up
You and I know, I know you deserve it
If I brought your birthday, you turn it up (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Last week, you gave me the sickest threesome (Oh yeah)
This week, you gave me the sickest head
Last night, you tried to blow my mind (Ooh, yeah)
And tonight, you tried to do it again, oh, woah
My best friend, my shawty
Oh, woah
Hey, your mind and your body is outta control
The f*ck was they thinking? You on a roll
You hit the splits and get naked, girl, you're honor roll
You payin' the rent these days and the groceries, woah
Luckily, I got rich after that
Luckily, you stole my bitch after that
Luckily, you went platinum like plaques
Call me from the condo, I'm picking you up
You and I know, I know you deserve it
If I brought your birthday, you turn it up (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Last week, you gave me the sickest threesome (Oh yeah)
This week, you gave me the sickest head
Last night, you tried to blow my mind (Ooh, yeah)
And tonight, you tried to do it again, oh, woah
[Drake:]
Your mind and your body is outta control (Yeah)
The f*ck was they thinking? You vulnerable, yeah (Okay)
You got them Liz Taylor diamonds and a heart of gold (Yeah)
You got that big ol' crib now and the sign says so (Ayy)
We're face to face in the crowd
Laughin' over shots, people eyein' us down
Same night, word is goin' 'round town
That kind of word can really get around
That can make a lost love come unfound
Your ex needs to turn that frown upside down
Smile and keep it pushin' before it goes south
Can you come home with me tonight, are you allowed?
I know you got the kids at the house
Pay the nanny double and come roll with the owl
You'll be back in time to make 'em breakfast, no doubt
Just stay the night with me, get nasty
[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Call me from the condo, I'm picking you up
You and I know, I know you deserve it
If I brought your birthday, you turn it up (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Last week, you gave me the sickest threesome (Oh yeah)
This week, you gave me the sickest head
Last night, you tried to blow my mind (Ooh, yeah)
And tonight, you tried to do it again, oh, woah
Call me from the condo, I'm picking you up
You and I know, I know you deserve it
If I brought your birthday, you turn it up (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Last week, you gave me the sickest threesome (Oh yeah)
This week, you gave me the sickest head
Last night, you tried to blow my mind (Ooh, yeah)
And tonight, you tried to do it again, oh, woah
My best friend, my shawty
Oh, woah
Hey, your mind and your body is outta control
The f*ck was they thinking? You on a roll
You hit the splits and get naked, girl, you're honor roll
You payin' the rent these days and the groceries, woah
Luckily, I got rich after that
Luckily, you stole my bitch after that
Luckily, you went platinum like plaques
Call me from the condo, I'm picking you up
You and I know, I know you deserve it
If I brought your birthday, you turn it up (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Last week, you gave me the sickest threesome (Oh yeah)
This week, you gave me the sickest head
Last night, you tried to blow my mind (Ooh, yeah)
And tonight, you tried to do it again, oh, woah
[Drake:]
Your mind and your body is outta control (Yeah)
The f*ck was they thinking? You vulnerable, yeah (Okay)
You got them Liz Taylor diamonds and a heart of gold (Yeah)
You got that big ol' crib now and the sign says so (Ayy)
We're face to face in the crowd
Laughin' over shots, people eyein' us down
Same night, word is goin' 'round town
That kind of word can really get around
That can make a lost love come unfound
Your ex needs to turn that frown upside down
Smile and keep it pushin' before it goes south
Can you come home with me tonight, are you allowed?
I know you got the kids at the house
Pay the nanny double and come roll with the owl
You'll be back in time to make 'em breakfast, no doubt
Just stay the night with me, get nasty
[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Call me from the condo, I'm picking you up
You and I know, I know you deserve it
If I brought your birthday, you turn it up (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Last week, you gave me the sickest threesome (Oh yeah)
This week, you gave me the sickest head
Last night, you tried to blow my mind (Ooh, yeah)
And tonight, you tried to do it again, oh, woah
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Glorious
It's so fire, like, it's for the streets, it's for the baddies
It's for the ooters, it's for everybody
It just really gives me that vibe, like
Oh, my God, look at that bumper
Would've had no chance back in the day when I was on the come up
I would've got air time for that number
Now she lookin' back at me 'cause these days all the pretty tings wonder (Grr)
Yeah, no drummer, you know I got bands
You try to not act like a fan, but you know that I'm Drizzy, you know who I am (Know who I am)
Like grrah, for sure, ten million views in a day
Look at me, I know you see a cape 'cause you're one of them ones that's tryna get saved, I'm here
(I appreciate, like, free gifts, I'm not gon' lie)
I know that your man is a waste
But you won't look him in the face and say that you're wastin' my twenties away
What's hush always say? There's so many ways to get paid
(Isis is an Egyptian goddess, yep, so, but you know)
VVS pon your chest
Keys to the place, you're blessed
Flyin' on private jets
Don't even ask where we at 'cause I got no idea
Don't do me dirty for real 'cause I'm leavin' you here
(I really don't give a shit, I'm a, I'm a Capricorn, so)
(What does that mean?)
(We don't give a shit, yeah)
Damn, I feel like I just took an oath, I feel like I just took an oath
My hand wasn't put on the Bible, my hand was there pon your waist (We don't give a shit)
My hand was grippin' your bum, my hand was all around your throat
You said your mama kicked you out, so where the f*ck you 'bout to go?
Can't be bouncin' 'round the 6, girl, that shit is a slippery slope
And that's why I'm tryna take care of some things, at least until you get afloat
But then you start doing your thing, whatever was floatin' your boat
I'm taking you here and taking you there, you must take man for a joke
Damn
F*ck me like (Yeah)
F*ck me like you mean it
Course I'm out here leanin'
Party there still fiendin'
Course I wanna f*ck her, but I wan' treat her, ayy
And now I got you thinkin' the right idea
F*ck me like you mean it, f*ck me like you mean it (Oh, oh, oh)
F*ck me like you mean it, f*ck me like you mean it (Grr, grr)
F*ck me like you mean it (Look)
I was chillin' with your girl on a flight, she was tellin' me how you're way too attached
You're at work and you're rushin' back, but you got no whip, you take bus and back
She say you wanna make it in music, but she doesn't have much trust in that
She loves you and gets nothin' back, I could tell that she wants me to bust her back
Ayy, but if I bust her back, she gon' need an MB to adjust her back (Facts)
Your man's on foot right now, tryna share a location, hustlin' back (Woo)
Factory stones won't bust that down, I'ma drop that off when I touch back down
Girls might trip when you show 'em the tag, the group chat's lit like, "Bitch, I'm a gag"
Damn, life with this guy was a drag
He's better off wavin' a white flag, Baka seen bro, he was clutchin' a side bag
Yeah, straight up asked him, "What's in the side bag?" Tapped his chest, there's nothin' inside that
Guys won't sick and my killies'll fly that, we thought you were on that, broski, my bad
Yeah
We throught you were on that, broski, my bad, my bad, my bad
F*ck me like (Yeah)
F*ck me like you mean it
Course I'm out here leanin'
Party there still fiendin'
Course I wanna f*ck her, but I wan' treat her, ayy
And now I got you thinkin' the right idea
F*ck me like you mean it (Yeah), f*ck me like you mean it (Oh, oh, oh)
F*ck me like you mean it, f*ck me like you mean it
F*ck me like you mean it
It's for the ooters, it's for everybody
It just really gives me that vibe, like
Oh, my God, look at that bumper
Would've had no chance back in the day when I was on the come up
I would've got air time for that number
Now she lookin' back at me 'cause these days all the pretty tings wonder (Grr)
Yeah, no drummer, you know I got bands
You try to not act like a fan, but you know that I'm Drizzy, you know who I am (Know who I am)
Like grrah, for sure, ten million views in a day
Look at me, I know you see a cape 'cause you're one of them ones that's tryna get saved, I'm here
(I appreciate, like, free gifts, I'm not gon' lie)
I know that your man is a waste
But you won't look him in the face and say that you're wastin' my twenties away
What's hush always say? There's so many ways to get paid
(Isis is an Egyptian goddess, yep, so, but you know)
VVS pon your chest
Keys to the place, you're blessed
Flyin' on private jets
Don't even ask where we at 'cause I got no idea
Don't do me dirty for real 'cause I'm leavin' you here
(I really don't give a shit, I'm a, I'm a Capricorn, so)
(What does that mean?)
(We don't give a shit, yeah)
Damn, I feel like I just took an oath, I feel like I just took an oath
My hand wasn't put on the Bible, my hand was there pon your waist (We don't give a shit)
My hand was grippin' your bum, my hand was all around your throat
You said your mama kicked you out, so where the f*ck you 'bout to go?
Can't be bouncin' 'round the 6, girl, that shit is a slippery slope
And that's why I'm tryna take care of some things, at least until you get afloat
But then you start doing your thing, whatever was floatin' your boat
I'm taking you here and taking you there, you must take man for a joke
Damn
F*ck me like (Yeah)
F*ck me like you mean it
Course I'm out here leanin'
Party there still fiendin'
Course I wanna f*ck her, but I wan' treat her, ayy
And now I got you thinkin' the right idea
F*ck me like you mean it, f*ck me like you mean it (Oh, oh, oh)
F*ck me like you mean it, f*ck me like you mean it (Grr, grr)
F*ck me like you mean it (Look)
I was chillin' with your girl on a flight, she was tellin' me how you're way too attached
You're at work and you're rushin' back, but you got no whip, you take bus and back
She say you wanna make it in music, but she doesn't have much trust in that
She loves you and gets nothin' back, I could tell that she wants me to bust her back
Ayy, but if I bust her back, she gon' need an MB to adjust her back (Facts)
Your man's on foot right now, tryna share a location, hustlin' back (Woo)
Factory stones won't bust that down, I'ma drop that off when I touch back down
Girls might trip when you show 'em the tag, the group chat's lit like, "Bitch, I'm a gag"
Damn, life with this guy was a drag
He's better off wavin' a white flag, Baka seen bro, he was clutchin' a side bag
Yeah, straight up asked him, "What's in the side bag?" Tapped his chest, there's nothin' inside that
Guys won't sick and my killies'll fly that, we thought you were on that, broski, my bad
Yeah
We throught you were on that, broski, my bad, my bad, my bad
F*ck me like (Yeah)
F*ck me like you mean it
Course I'm out here leanin'
Party there still fiendin'
Course I wanna f*ck her, but I wan' treat her, ayy
And now I got you thinkin' the right idea
F*ck me like you mean it (Yeah), f*ck me like you mean it (Oh, oh, oh)
F*ck me like you mean it, f*ck me like you mean it
F*ck me like you mean it
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When He's Gone
You and your nigga broke up
Bae, you ain't show nobody love since him
It's been different, gotta keep livin' (Oh)
You say you don't need nothin' (Need nothin')
But tell me that don't mean much (Mean much)
'Cause you gon' keep a mean mug
And try to go through it all alone, all alone, all
And isolate yourself from me
And now I'm playin' a guessing game by myself, what do you need? (Oh)
I'm on the other side of the phone, calling (Calling) and stalling (Stalling)
Making up excuses for you, for you, oh
When he's gone, let me know
When he's gone out your mind
Oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh, yeah
Let me know when he's gone
When he's gone out your mind
Ayy, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, oh-oh, yeah
You and your nigga broke up, bae
You don't know how to start again, don't know how to
Don't know how to start again (Yeah)
Don't know how to start again (Yeah)
Don't know how to start again (Yeah)
On the first few days, she brought a friend (Yeah)
Don't know how to start again (Yeah)
Three hours, you was preparin' what you was wearin' (Yeah)
Three drinks in, I'm already playin' therapist (Yeah)
Why you actin' thirsty off anyone that's American? (Yeah)
I don't wanna talk about money, it gets embarrassin' (Yeah)
Hoes gon' tell you we besties 'cause we take care of them (Yeah)
Hoes gon' be hoes, that's why I never had married 'em (Yeah)
All they do is look at me, see me as opportunity
All that's left between us is lease agreements and jewelry
All, all, all they left you with is anxiety and apologies
How you supposed to stay with that nigga in this economy?
Friends won't tell ya I'm comin' to you with honesty
All, all, I'm not tryna rub it in
But you gotta start again, tell me when
When he's gone, let me know
When he's gone out your mind
Oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh, yeah
Let me know when he's gone
When he's gone out your mind
Ayy, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, oh-oh, yeah
You and your nigga broke up, bae
You don't know how to start again, don't know how to
Don't know how to start again (Yeah, yeah)
Don't know how to start a- start again
Oh, oh, oh
Bae, you ain't show nobody love since him
It's been different, gotta keep livin' (Oh)
You say you don't need nothin' (Need nothin')
But tell me that don't mean much (Mean much)
'Cause you gon' keep a mean mug
And try to go through it all alone, all alone, all
And isolate yourself from me
And now I'm playin' a guessing game by myself, what do you need? (Oh)
I'm on the other side of the phone, calling (Calling) and stalling (Stalling)
Making up excuses for you, for you, oh
When he's gone, let me know
When he's gone out your mind
Oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh, yeah
Let me know when he's gone
When he's gone out your mind
Ayy, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, oh-oh, yeah
You and your nigga broke up, bae
You don't know how to start again, don't know how to
Don't know how to start again (Yeah)
Don't know how to start again (Yeah)
Don't know how to start again (Yeah)
On the first few days, she brought a friend (Yeah)
Don't know how to start again (Yeah)
Three hours, you was preparin' what you was wearin' (Yeah)
Three drinks in, I'm already playin' therapist (Yeah)
Why you actin' thirsty off anyone that's American? (Yeah)
I don't wanna talk about money, it gets embarrassin' (Yeah)
Hoes gon' tell you we besties 'cause we take care of them (Yeah)
Hoes gon' be hoes, that's why I never had married 'em (Yeah)
All they do is look at me, see me as opportunity
All that's left between us is lease agreements and jewelry
All, all, all they left you with is anxiety and apologies
How you supposed to stay with that nigga in this economy?
Friends won't tell ya I'm comin' to you with honesty
All, all, I'm not tryna rub it in
But you gotta start again, tell me when
When he's gone, let me know
When he's gone out your mind
Oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh, yeah
Let me know when he's gone
When he's gone out your mind
Ayy, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, oh-oh, yeah
You and your nigga broke up, bae
You don't know how to start again, don't know how to
Don't know how to start again (Yeah, yeah)
Don't know how to start a- start again
Oh, oh, oh
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Greedy
It's been a nice life, money and the bright lights
Ain't as bad as people describe
I've been a nice guy, people I've done right by
Flipped on me, but, girl, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
Not suprised by nothing, I just take it in stride
On the bright side, everyone on my side
They still got they love and they pride, ayy
Let's get high, high, let's go sci-fi
I'm tryna be out of my mind
You workin' 9-5, what's the Wi-Fi?
I'ma try and buy you some time, some time
I'll be your lifeline, just get offline
Leave your phone and look at my eyes
Boy, does time fly, it was just nighttime
Now the sun is about to rise at night
Don't even know how it feels
Don't even know how it feels
Don't even know how it feels to be in love with me for real
Don't even know how it feels
Can't even imagine how it feels to be in love with me for real
When I disappear for days
You convince yourself you're to blame
When we don't see each other for months on end and you pretend it's okay
Don't even know how it feels
Can't even imagine how it feels to keep it real with me
While I still, still got issues I gotta deal with
Don't even know how you're feelin'
This is not conventional, this is not traditional, this is unprofessional
But these are my confessions, though, ayy
I'll let you know how I'm feelin'
I'll let you know, I'll let you know
I'll let you know how I'm feelin' for real
Ayy, yeah
Since we're creepin' on the down low (On the down low)
And I know your is mine (Yeah)
We gotta get right down to business, baby
'Cause we don't got a lot of time (Uh)
So-so if you're ready, let's go (Let's go)
Let's go for what you know (You know)
Put your money where your mouth is (Mouth is)
Let's rock and roll
'Cause the more I get, there's more I get from you, mm
I'm greedy for your lovin', baby
The more I get (The more I get), the more I want (The more I want)
I'm greedy for your love, babe (Greedy for your love, babe)
The more I get, the more I want (Yay)
I'm greedy for your love and (Uh-uh)
The more I get (The more I get), the more I want (The more I want)
I'm greedy for your love and (Greedy for your love, babe)
The more I get, the more I want (Oh)
I'm greedy for your love and (Greedy, greedy for your)
The more I get, the more I want (The more I want)
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
Ain't as bad as people describe
I've been a nice guy, people I've done right by
Flipped on me, but, girl, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
Not suprised by nothing, I just take it in stride
On the bright side, everyone on my side
They still got they love and they pride, ayy
Let's get high, high, let's go sci-fi
I'm tryna be out of my mind
You workin' 9-5, what's the Wi-Fi?
I'ma try and buy you some time, some time
I'll be your lifeline, just get offline
Leave your phone and look at my eyes
Boy, does time fly, it was just nighttime
Now the sun is about to rise at night
Don't even know how it feels
Don't even know how it feels
Don't even know how it feels to be in love with me for real
Don't even know how it feels
Can't even imagine how it feels to be in love with me for real
When I disappear for days
You convince yourself you're to blame
When we don't see each other for months on end and you pretend it's okay
Don't even know how it feels
Can't even imagine how it feels to keep it real with me
While I still, still got issues I gotta deal with
Don't even know how you're feelin'
This is not conventional, this is not traditional, this is unprofessional
But these are my confessions, though, ayy
I'll let you know how I'm feelin'
I'll let you know, I'll let you know
I'll let you know how I'm feelin' for real
Ayy, yeah
Since we're creepin' on the down low (On the down low)
And I know your is mine (Yeah)
We gotta get right down to business, baby
'Cause we don't got a lot of time (Uh)
So-so if you're ready, let's go (Let's go)
Let's go for what you know (You know)
Put your money where your mouth is (Mouth is)
Let's rock and roll
'Cause the more I get, there's more I get from you, mm
I'm greedy for your lovin', baby
The more I get (The more I get), the more I want (The more I want)
I'm greedy for your love, babe (Greedy for your love, babe)
The more I get, the more I want (Yay)
I'm greedy for your love and (Uh-uh)
The more I get (The more I get), the more I want (The more I want)
I'm greedy for your love and (Greedy for your love, babe)
The more I get, the more I want (Oh)
I'm greedy for your love and (Greedy, greedy for your)
The more I get, the more I want (The more I want)
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
I'm greedy for your love and
The more I get, the more I want
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Some Sexy Songs 4 U (stylized as $ome $exy $ongs 4 U or $$$4U) is a collaborative studio album by the Canadian musicians PartyNextDoor and Drake. It was released on February 14, 2025, by OVO Sound, Santa Anna, and Republic Records. The album features guest appearances from Pim, Chino Pacas, and Yebba. Production was handled by PartyNextDoor and Drake's frequent collaborators Noel Cadastre, Gordo, and Jordan Ullman, among others.
Some Sexy Songs 4 U serves as a follow-up to their respective studio albums PartyNextDoor 4 (2024) and For All the Dogs (2023) and marks Drake's third collaborative project and PartyNextDoor's first.
The album follows the pair's numerous collaborations since PartyNextDoor signed to Drake's OVO Sound record label in 2013; the first of these was Drake's guest appearance on "Over Here" from Party's eponymous mixtape (2013). Alongside their collaborations, they have contributed to each other's individual songs as a writer or producer.
Some Sexy Songs 4 U's release follows legal action by Drake against Universal Music Group (UMG), the parent company of Republic Records, with whom Drake has a recording contract. In November 2024, Drake initiated a legal petition against UMG and Spotify in the U.S., alleging they conspired to artificially inflate the number of streams of the diss track "Not Like Us" by Kendrick Lamar on the service during Drake's feud with Lamar earlier that year by implementing pay-to-play, malicious bots, and other tactics.
Drake withdrew the petition on January 14, 2025 and filed a lawsuit in U.S. district court a day later, alleging defamation against UMG for promoting "Not Like Us". This legal dispute caused confusion regarding which label or company would act as the distributor for Some Sexy Songs 4 U. It eventually released through OVO, Santa Anna, and Republic, each of which are the artists' labels.
Clash's Robin Murray wrote that the album "epitomises many of the faults lodged against Drake recently", stating that Drake's lyricism is "cliché" and that "there's a great deal of largesse and waste" throughout the album. He stated that though "PartyNextDoor has undoubtedly released stronger material", the album will resonate with die-hard fans of the two artists: "there's always going to be pieces here that will thrill long-time fans". -Wikipedia
Performed By:
DrakeSome Sexy Songs 4 U serves as a follow-up to their respective studio albums PartyNextDoor 4 (2024) and For All the Dogs (2023) and marks Drake's third collaborative project and PartyNextDoor's first.
The album follows the pair's numerous collaborations since PartyNextDoor signed to Drake's OVO Sound record label in 2013; the first of these was Drake's guest appearance on "Over Here" from Party's eponymous mixtape (2013). Alongside their collaborations, they have contributed to each other's individual songs as a writer or producer.
Some Sexy Songs 4 U's release follows legal action by Drake against Universal Music Group (UMG), the parent company of Republic Records, with whom Drake has a recording contract. In November 2024, Drake initiated a legal petition against UMG and Spotify in the U.S., alleging they conspired to artificially inflate the number of streams of the diss track "Not Like Us" by Kendrick Lamar on the service during Drake's feud with Lamar earlier that year by implementing pay-to-play, malicious bots, and other tactics.
Drake withdrew the petition on January 14, 2025 and filed a lawsuit in U.S. district court a day later, alleging defamation against UMG for promoting "Not Like Us". This legal dispute caused confusion regarding which label or company would act as the distributor for Some Sexy Songs 4 U. It eventually released through OVO, Santa Anna, and Republic, each of which are the artists' labels.
Clash's Robin Murray wrote that the album "epitomises many of the faults lodged against Drake recently", stating that Drake's lyricism is "cliché" and that "there's a great deal of largesse and waste" throughout the album. He stated that though "PartyNextDoor has undoubtedly released stronger material", the album will resonate with die-hard fans of the two artists: "there's always going to be pieces here that will thrill long-time fans". -Wikipedia
Featuring: PartyNextDoor, Pim, Chino Pacas, Yebba
Genre(s): R&B, Hip Hop
Producer(s): PartyNextDoor, 29 Millions, Aiona, Alex Lustig, Ali Roots, Bangs, Chibu, DJ Lewis, Earl on the Beat, Eli, Elkan, Gent!, Gordo, Harley Arsenault, Imovekiloz, Johannes Klahr, JOP, Jordan Ullman, Jose De Luna, Kid Masterpiece, Kiyoshi, Laf, Livewire, London Cyr, M3rge, Nasamadeit, Niketaz, Niko, Noel Cadastre, Nyan, O Lil Angel, Prep, Reemz, Richard Zestenker, Room33, Scandi, Simon Hessman, Skip2Fame, Turrini, Vawn, Wondra030
Length: 73:30
Released: February 14th, 2025
Year: 2025