PARTYNEXTDOOR Ft Drake - Recognize Lyrics

PARTYNEXTDOOR Ft Drake - Recognize Lyrics:

[Introduction]
Gotta get real again, gotta get real again

[Pre-Hook: PND] (x2)
No, you got niggas and I got bitches
You got niggas and I got bitches
You got niggas and I got bitches
You got niggas, I want you

[Hook: PND] (x2)
I want you, to turn up on me
Every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I really want you, you, you
Hit the club for you, you, you
Lightskin got you new, new, do
Even look like Lauren London too
I be tripping, but this money ain't
Hit the strip, check my money late
Sorry if my whip covered in dank
Cause I be rolling with this skunk all day
All these bitches know that you're my nigga
I ain’t tripping off of any of your niggas
Cause I don't care about your nigga, four niggas
Five niggas, six niggas, I ain’t give a shit about shit, nigga
(Girl I see you)

[Verse 1: PND]
Girl you must be doing magic
Girl you must be doing magic
Turn fucking you to a habit
I could name a lot of things any other man
Won’t do for you, I do for you
When I hit you at your condo real late
You could see the city, you straight
Then cut like kids cake
I got that feeling for you that feeling that you crave
Each time I do it for you, I make that bad pussy behave
Now pop it, bottles, the top is so open
The budget I’m Party so fuck it
The concierge told me my new baby looking like LeToya Luckett
Let my money get older and older and older and older like Regis
And she will not fuck with no broke niggas, no, nigga, only the realest

[Pre-Hook: PND] (x2)
No, you got niggas and I got bitches
You got niggas and I got bitches
You got niggas and I got bitches
You got niggas, I want you

[Hook: PND] (x2)
I want you, to turn up on me
Every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I really want you, you, you
Hit the club for you, you, you
Lightskin got you new, new, do
Even look like Lauren London too
I be tripping, but this money ain't
Hit the strip, check my money late
Sorry if my whip covered in dank
Cause I be rolling with this skunk all day
All these bitches know that you're my nigga
I ain’t tripping off of any of your niggas
Cause I don't care about your nigga, four niggas
Five niggas, six niggas, I ain’t give a shit about shit, nigga
(Girl I see you)

[Verse 2: Drake]
Yeah shout the girls from the east who know what’s good with me
Shout the ones from the west know what’s good with PND
Stories of you and your girls is all I hear
Who do you fuck in the city when I’m not there?
(I owe you time) let’s plan something out when I come back from Europe
Swear I'm withholdin' my urges until you get this one-on-one shit like your name Katie Couric
I gotta get you those snow tires for your Mercedes, I’m glad you reminded me baby
All of these things slip my mind it’s been crazy
Bite on your shoulder I know that’s your favorite
Touching yourself to that video we made a month ago
You a freak and your cover’s blown
How you told me innocent and I told you I never know
Fuck it girl, I’m ‘bout whatever though
Yeah I guess a nigga just believe in you
And that’s proof for you
Could name a lot of things any other man won’t do for you
I’ll do it for you, that’s real

[Hook: PND] (x2)
I want you, to turn up on me
Every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I really want you, you, you
Hit the club for you, you, you
Lightskin got you new, new, do
Even look like Lauren London too
I be tripping, but this money ain't
Hit the strip, check my money late
Sorry if my whip covered in dank
Cause I be rolling with this skunk all day
All these bitches know that you're my nigga
I ain’t tripping off of any of your niggas
Cause I don't care about your nigga, four niggas
Five niggas, six niggas, I ain’t give a shit about shit, nigga
(Girl I see you)

Drake - Days In The East Lyrics

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Drake - Trophies Lyrics

Drake Previews "Trophies" Produced by Hit-Boy onstage at Barclay Center, during "Would You Like A Tour".

Drake - Trophies Lyrics:

[Verse 1:]
Got hit records on my demo
Did y’all boys not get the memo
I do not stay at the intercontinental
And anything I got is not a rental
I own it mothafvcka
Figured out this shit, it’s simple
My stock be going up like a crescendo
A buncha handshakes from the fakes
But nigga I do not want to be friends though
I told y’all motherfvckers
Man this shit is not a love song
This is a fvck a stripper on a (?) song
This a fvck them boys forever, hold a grudge song
Pop some fvckin’ champagne and a tux on
Nigga, “just because” song

Drake - All Me Ft. 2 Chainz & Big Sean Lyrics

Drake - All Me Ft. 2 Chainz & Big Sean Lyrics:

[Intro:]

I’m really stepping up my game

These bitches gotta start paying me for this

Can’t get no more free Randy

[Hook: Drake]

Got everything, I got everything

I cannot complain, I cannot

I don’t even know how much I really made, I forgot

It’s a lot, f-ck that, nevermind what I got

Nigga don’t watch that cause I

Came up, that’s all me

Stay true, that’s all me

No help, that’s all me

All me forreal

Came up, that’s all me

Stay true, that’s all me

No help, that’s all me

All me forreal

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

Money on my mind, you should think the same

J’s on, pinky ring

Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine

In the same league, but we don’t ball the same

She want all the fame

I hear that shit all the time

She said she love me

I said, “Baby girl, fall in line,” ok

Made a million, off of denim

Fuck, watch me switch it up

Walked in, “Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert!”

You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo

Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note

From the A to toronto, we let the metal go off

And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off

This that sauce, this that dressing

Givenchy, nigga god bless ya

If having a bad bitch was a crime

I would be arrested, (True)

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Drake]

I touched down at ’86

Knew I was a man by the age of 6

I even fucked girls that used to babysit

But thats was years later on some crazy shit

I heard your new shit, nigga hated it

Damon Waynes told me dont play that shit

Get paid a lot you get paid a bit

And my latest shit is like the greatest hits

God damn

Ain’t no wishing over on this side

Y’all don’t f-ck wit’ us and we don’t f-ck wit’ y’all, it’s no different over on this side

God damn

Should I listen to everybody or myself?

Cause myself just told myself, “You the maf-ckin’ man, you don’t need no help”

[Drake:]

All Me. All Me. Oh my. I think I done f-cked too many women from the 305

Smoking all that kush all in our section like its legalized

Girl, you can’t always have it your way, sometimes It’d be like that

They dont really f-ck with you like that, then they did me like that

I just took my time, I let you shine, I let you … like that

I been taught never to loan somebody what you need right back

And I need that shit right back

Drake - The Motion Ft. Sampha Lyrics

Drake - The Motion Ft. Sampha Lyrics:

It’s not me and you
It’s not me it’s you
The records say you know it they don’t love you like I do
say you’re moving on well I guess that’s just the motion
I guess that’s just the motion oh-oh I guess that’s just the motion oh-oh
I guess that’s just the motion oh-oh
I guess that’s just emotion

I don’t have a fuck to give
I’ve been moving state to state
In my leather and my tims like its 1998
And my dog chubby chub, that’s my nigga from the wake
on the east side of the city that’s where everybody stay
seem like everybody calling cuz they want me on they song
it’s like every time i touch it I could never do no wrong
when they need a favor from your man they don’t leave you alone
but I guess that’s just the motion
then that phone doesn’t ring when they got everything that’s the motion oh-oh
I guess that’s just the motion oh-oh
I guess that’s just the motion yeah

Lookin back on it at least my pride is intact
Cuz we said no strings attached and I still got tied up in that
Everything that I write is either for her or about her
So I’m with her even when I’m here without her and she know it
The girl that I wanna save is like a danger to my health
Try being with somebody that wanna be somebody else
I always thought she was perfect when she was being herself
Don’t even know how to help
But I guess that’s just the motion
She’ll probably come around, soon as I settle down,
That’s the motion oh-oh
I guess that’s just the motion
I guess that’s just the motion
I guess that’s just the motion

Drake - Jodeci Freestyle Ft. J. Cole Lyrics

Drake - Jodeci Freestyle Ft. J. Cole Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Drake]
Yeah
26 on my third GQ cover
Your new shit sound like you do covers
On all of my old shit, old shit
I devoted to making sure that shit goes unnoticed
Swear you niggas is hopeless
I should run a clinic for niggas that think that they’re winning
On some cold shit, 50Ms for a three month road trip
I see straight through them like fish tanks with no fish in them
Drizzy still got some ’06 in him
IRS all in my books getting they Matlock on
All this capitol it’s like I left the caps lock on
It’s like every time I plot a return I seem to shift the game
See I can still talk keys without dishing cane
Pay yourself and owe yourself
Before you come to my city just know yourself
Know where you at
I’m good in every town, I’mma be there doing shows where you at
The lights hit women screaming like Jodeci’s back, nigga

[Verse 2: Drake]
Your money is just a little [?] for you to be tryna show out
I’m in your girl’s ear planting seeds like a grow-op
We move the operation to Cali soon as the snow drop
Oh stop, please stop arguin’ ’bout who’s the best emcee
I think everyone would agree, they know that you’re not
I know I’m a sure shot, middle finger poking you in your sore spot
Bars sound like I’m under oath nigga
I comedy central roast niggas and turn ‘em to ghost niggas
Either I’m gettin’ bigger or you’re just gettin’ smaller or both nigga
I’m just as unforgivin’ as most niggas
You bit the hand, now starve, it’s not a joke nigga
I’ll hang you with it soon as I teach you the ropes nigga
Oh well, bitches paint OVO on their toenails
And show up at the show, the afterparty, and the hotel
That five star in your city, they know where we at
I hit the lobby, women’s screaming like Jodeci’s back, nigga

[Bridge: J.Cole]
Jodeci’s back
You bitches screamin’ like Jodeci’s back
I call the front desk for condoms, sayin’ they ain’t got none
The way that I’m respondin’, she know that we black, nigga
Jodeci’s back
Fuckin’ hoes like Jodeci’s back
I paint pictures and flip words
Nigga woulda thought Def Poetry back

[Verse 3: J.Cole]
Roof top, hoes turnt up
Lookin’ for your bitch, bet she won’t turn up
Wonder where she is, fuck could she be
She’s a ho, she’s a slut, she’s a freak
Heard a couple niggas hatin’ but them fuck niggas weak
Count a hundred thousand dollars like it sucks to be me
Ain’t that what you wanted? Stuntin’ on you niggas
Came in this game never frontin’ on you niggas
Gave you heart and soul, stories of my pain
Feel naked cause I laid out all my glory and my shame
Caught fire just to have niggas ignore me and my flame
‘Bout to burn down the house, they tryna put me in the rain, no
Fuck it ‘less you lame niggas and doubters
I’m undoubtedly the hottest and that’s just me bein’ modest
Go check the numbers dummy, that’s just me gettin’ started
I’m artistic, you niggas is autistic, retarded
Started, hold your applause
Who gives a poker face when you jokers showed me your cards?
David and Goliath, takin’ on the giants
No need for pause when I tell you my balls bigger than yours
No false gods, young Mike playin’ against the Monstars
Tappin’ into ’94 Nas
Or that ’96 Jay, or that Chronic shit, Dre
Which is really just Slim Shady, I’m silly, my pen crazy
Today I’m out in Philly, my fans waitin’ for twelve hours
Just to get their dollar signed
Thoughts stream like I’m Spotifyin’
Trenchcoat flow, bottom line
To these too cool for school niggas I’m Columbine
Flow dumber than your projections
This makes twice now, I doubled what you expected, yet
Your covers keep complexin’ me
Maybe it’s too complex for me
But is this ’bout skills or is this ’bout sales?
Cause either way, all them niggas is less to me
You legends know that we rap
Bitches screamin’ like Jodeci’s back

Party Next Door - Over Here Ft. Drake Lyrics

Party Next Door - Over Here Ft. Drake Lyrics:

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Girl this summer, you’ll be looking for
You’ll looking for me while I’m branding
That brand new whip you wanted
All i ever asked for was patience
(All i ever asked and you know it)
Patience and pussy but most the patience
Swear I used to keep you waiting in
Now you waiting, ‘cus I’m better
Girl what’s better than this
We used to do these things
Now you waiting for somebody
Girl, what’s better than this?

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] (x2)
Poppin’ champagne over here’
Girl it ain’t thang over here
Blowin’ money fast over here
Blowin’ all this cash over here

[Verse 2: Drake]
Me and my niggas fucking here first
You supposed to be there when my head hurt
Used to be going out hardly, now we wanna party
Celebration on me, well what’s up
Pay homage, I roll trough the city like young Jack Mohammed
It can’t be that hard to find us
Go to jungle pic on my Ethiopian goddes,
That’s when words spread, a Bugatti is in the projects
The boy home, used to take the bus to the block
Now summertime whips come through and bust up the block
I remember seeing Nick’s having to bust up a block
And settle right out the huss, y’all niggas must have forgot
But i was there Nas, Nas shit, a couple thing sit on my concience
With that said, look what we accomplished
Yea, sure this ain’t Compton but this ain’t a fairytale land neither
We all lost mad people, the city wild
They gave the task to a purpose to y’all
Verse’s starts to get a little more personal now
But that’s cause everybody sound so played out tho’
Oliver North in the cut Dolce’d out tho’
A 1000$ bottle it get poured straight out tho’
I’m screaming OVO on the whole way out tho’
I’m back boy for real, I’m that boy for real
I got hits nigga, you just a bat boy for real
Backwoods got peeled, I smoke away all the tears
Nothing was the same, including y’all careers
The new Cash Money, the new Rocafella
Bunch of young rich niggas, turn around if you jealous

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] (x2)

On this side…

Chris Brown - I Don’t Like (Remix) Ft Game Lyrics (Drake Diss)

Chris Brown - I Don’t Like (Remix) Ft The Game Lyrics (Drake Diss):

[Game Verse]
...
[Chris Brown Verse]
A fuck n***a, that’s that shit I don’t like

They throwin’ bottles, I’m throwin’ models

just ’cause I give a bitch long pipe/

Doin’ shows on the soccer field, that’s dome right?

I be singin’, he be singin’, so it’s on, fight

But hold up, I ain’t give a n***a no green light

 This head up, my bread up, one on one, what you scared, bruh?

Matter fact, take care bruh, you a pu**y n***a

My n***a Tunechi, yeah that n***a nice

Shout out to Nicki, man, that ass tight

Them eyebrows, man, them shits is yikes

 OVO, you overdosed, screamin’ YOLO no, I live twice.’

Chris Brown - I Don’t Like ft The Game Lyrics (Drake Diss)

Chris Brown - I Don’t Like (Remix) Lyrics (Drake Diss)

Chris Brown - I Don’t Like (Remix) Lyrics (Drake Diss):

A fuck n***a, that’s that shit I don’t like

They throwin’ bottles, I’m throwin’ models

just ’cause I give a bitch long pipe/

Doin’ shows on the soccer field, that’s dome right?

I be singin’, he be singin’, so it’s on, fight

But hold up, I ain’t give a n***a no green light

 This head up, my bread up, one on one, what you scared, bruh?

Matter fact, take care bruh, you a pu**y n***a

My n***a Tunechi, yeah that n***a nice

Shout out to Nicki, man, that ass tight

Them eyebrows, man, them shits is yikes

 OVO, you overdosed, screamin’ YOLO no, I live twice.’

Chris Brown - I Don’t Like Lyrics (Drake Diss)

Drake - Yamaha Mama ft. Chris Brown Lyrics

Drake - Yamaha Mama ft. Chris Brown Lyrics:

[Drake]
Listen girl, you so bad and you single
What’s this I hear, we aint met yet
My name Drake and I’ma take the world over, this my year
This I swear, had my share of women that I been with
I’m young, can you blame me
I know you feel like a lot of things off limits
At least let me describe what it can be
Be faithful, I do that, not really baby girl
I’ll do that
Cause everybody break up when the cake up
We can be the couple that’ll never go through that
Yeah and if we’re ever falling off
I swear I’ll remind you that we’re not who they are
Now all I really gotta do is find you
Where you at?

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
From the east to the west, scream for me if your my number one lady
Take a lead in the race you can go fast speed it up for me baby
I’ma a G, whats next? One night with me would drive you crazy (crazy)
One night with me would drive you crazy.
Starters are you ready, take your marks and get steady
You know that its about to get heavy
Cause shes a rider (a rider)
My Yamaha mama x4
Aye aye

[Drake - Verse 2]
Tell me how I locate you
I know satellites are a breakthrough
But they don’t really lead me straight to
And I gotta arrive ‘fore somebody take you
Know there’s someone you don’t mean a lot to
And you would hate to know that I got you
I even got a speech in my head that write
and recite at the moment I spot you
Hey there, your name is?
I like that, it suits ya
I’m young but I’m different
I’m not what your used to at all
If we stop at the same red light
I’ma celebrate the fact that I found you girl
And I’ma ride for ya too as soon as it turn green
Wanna hear from all my ladies from around the world
Where you at?

[Chris Brown - Chorus]

Pusha T - Exodus 23:1 Lyrics (Drake, Lil wayne & YMCMB Diss)

Pusha T - Exodus 23:1 Lyrics (Drake, Lil wayne & YMCMB Diss):

[hook: pusha t]
beef is best served like steak
well done get a gun in your face, bitch nigga
beef will have you praying to god
move your kids have you hiding your mom
beef is when you hide behind them other niggas
but they ain’t killers they ain’t pullin them triggers, fuck niggas
beef will have you keying our cars
heartbroke yours don’t look like ours

them niggas ain’t dying for you x2

throwing that flag up running around you hot shit
taking half of everything you get

them niggas ain’t dying for you x2

[verse 1: pusha t]
contract all fucked up
i guess that means you all fucked up
you signed to one nigga that signed to another nigga that’s signed to three niggas
now that’s bad luck
damn that shit even the odds now
you better off selling this hard now
you call it living out your dreams
you can’t fly without your wings
you get it
jeremy scott’s are camouflaged
you can’t hide it from yourselves career sabotaged
i was really in that travel lodge
you just lying through your catalogs
where the blood and the battle scars?
we the ones that judge juggling the gavels on
put me to the body
first 48 put us to them bodies
round here we don’t play that
a to the k that, spray that, lay back
you can keep your beats, nigga
we’d much rather share your bitch, nigga, bitch nigga
3 million can’t hide that
it shows in the homes i done tried that
that’s why you’ll never be my neighbors
smile as you waving but we know you niggas hate us
fuck you playing games for?
don’t be scared get everything you came for
they got you talking that big shit
little do you know we don’t miss shit
them niggas using you as a pawn
you see they never loaded they guns
now you out here by yourself
ask steve jobs’ wealth don’t buy health

[hook]

them niggas ain’t dying for you x2

[pusha t]
throwing that flag up running around you hot shit
taking half of everything you get

them niggas ain’t dying for you x2

[outro: notorious b.i.g.]
what’s beef? beef is when you need 2 gats to go to sleep
beef is when your moms ain’t safe up in the streets
beef is when i see you
guaranteed to be in icu, one more time
what’s beef? beef is when you need 2 gats to go to sleep
beef is when your moms ain’t safe up in the streets
beef is when i see you
guaranteed to be in icu, one more time.

2 Chainz - No Lie ft Drake Lyrics

2 Chainz - No Lie ft Drake Lyrics:

[2 Chainz]
I am smoking on that gas
Life should be on Cinemax
Movie, I bought my boo bigger, bigger, than a bigger ass
Who he’s, not I, I smoke strong, that Popeye
Louie V’s in my archives, black diamonds, apartheid
Bread up and my top down
On the block with a block out
Hit ya ass with that block out
Throwin’ up that go in ya nostril
I take ya girl and kidnap her
Feed her to my mattress
A skeleton in my closet
It’s probably a dead ass rapper
It’s probably…
Don’t try me I pull that?
Got ya car note in my car
And your rent in my swisha
Pussy so good I miss ya
Dick game’s so vicious
And all I get is cheese
Like I’m taking pictures

[Drake]
I say fuck you, ‘less I’m wit’ ya
If I take you out of the picture
I know real real gon’ miss ya
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
Real real, say word, he aint never told no lie
He aint never told no lie
Say word, he aint never told no lie
he aint never told no lie
Real real, say true
he aint never told no lie
he aint never told no lie
Thats a thing I don’t do
Nah I just do it for the niggas
that try to see a million ‘fore they die
Wattup

[Drake - Verse 2]
2 Chainz and Champagne
You want true, that’s true enough
Forbes list like every year
My office is my tour bus
She came through, she brought food
She got fucked, she knew wassup
She think I’m the realest out
And I say “damn, that makes two of us”
Oh that look like what’s her name
Chances are it is whats her name
Chances are, if she was acting up
Then I fucked her once and never fucked again
She could have a Grammy, I still treat that ass like a nominee
Just need to know what that pussy like so one time it’s fine with me
Young ass, an intern, but money like I build the shit
Streets talking they’ll confirm
Go ask them who just killed this shit
Stay keeping my cup full so I’m extra charged like estate tax
Me an Chainz go way back
We don’t talk the talk, we just say facts

[Chorus]
I say fuck you, ‘less I’m wit’ ya
If I take you out of the picture
I know real niggas gon’ miss ya
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
Real real
Say word, he aint never told no lie
He aint never told no lie
Real, real, say word, he aint never told no lie
he aint never told no lie
Real real, say true
he aint never told no lie
he aint never told no lie
Thats a thing I don’t do
Nah I just do it for the niggas
that try to see a million ‘fore they die
Wattup

[2 Chainz - Verse 2]
Name a nigga that want some
I’ll out rap his ass
I’ll trap his ass
Put his ass in a plastic bag with his trash ass
Take ‘em out, bring ‘em in
Them whole things, Tupac without a nose ring
Thug Life, one wife, a mistress and a girlfriend
I did what they say I wouldn’t
Went where they say I couldn’t (true)
YSL Belt buckle
Ya’ll niggas sure is looking
Ya’ll niggas sure is lucky
2 Chainz on my rugby
Left hand on that steering wheel
Right hand on that ?

[Drake - Chorus]