Drake – The Motto

Drake – The Motto Lyrics

Artist: Drake
Song: The Motto

I’m the f#ckin’ man, y’all don’t get it, do ya?
Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya
Go Uptown, New York City, b#tch
Them Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura

Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami, too
Clubbing hard, f#cking women, there ain’t much to do
Wrist bling, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t sh#t changed

How you feel, how you feel, how you feel?
25, sitting on 25 mill’, uh
I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself
Rest in peace, Mac Dre, I’ma do it for the Bay

Okay, getting paid, we’ll holler whenever that stop
My team good, we don’t really need a mascot
Tell Tune, “Light one, pass it like a relay”
YMCMB, you n#gg#s more YMCA

Me, Franny, and Mally Mall at the crib-o
Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I’m f#cking with her, I don’t really need her

Aw, that’s how you feel, man? That’s really how you feel?
‘Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these b#tches wanna chill
I mean maybe she won’t but then again maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real n#gg#, what’s up?

Now she want a photo, you already know, though
You only live once: that’s the motto, n#gg#, YOLO
And we bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sitting on the bench, n#gg#, we don’t really play

Every day, every day, f#ck what anybody say
Can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way, real n#gg#, what’s up?
One…time? f#ck one time
I’m calling n#gg#s out like the umpire

Seven…grams in the blunt
Almost drowned in her p#ss# so I swam to her butt
It’s Eastside, we in this b#tch
Wish a n#gg# would, like a tree in this b#tch

And if a leaf fall put some weed in that b#tch
That’s my MO, add a B to that sh#t
I’m f#cked up, tore down
I’m twisted: doorknob

Talk stupid? Off with your head!
n#gg#, money talks, and Mr. Ed, yeah
I’m so Young Money
Got a drum on the gun, Energizer bunny

Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar
Ain’t sh#t sweet? n#gg#s on the street like hookers
I tongue kiss her other tongue
Skeet skeet skeet: water gun

Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi
Now she want a photo, you already know, though
You only live once: that’s the motto, n#gg#, YOLO
And we bout it every day, every day, every day

Like we sitting on the bench, n#gg#, we don’t really play
Every day, every day, f#ck what anybody say
Can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way, real n#gg#, what’s up?
Now she want a photo, you already know, though

You only live once: that’s the motto, n#gg#, YOLO
And we bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sitting on the bench, n#gg#, we don’t really play
Every day, every day, f#ck what anybody say

Can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way, real n#gg#, what’s up?
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Drake Lyrics – The Motto

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From the album:
Take Care (Deluxe Edition) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2011