DRAKE

DRAKE - Ignorant Shit

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<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. Lil Wayne)</B></FONT><BR><BR>

<i>[Talking:]</i><br>

Yeah, I appreciate ya patience tonight<br>

It's been a moment since I've done some public speaking<br>

I find now-a-days it's just best to keep quiet<br>

But uh, sometimes you jus gotta let it out<br>

Young angel and young lion<br>

You know what it is, uh<br>

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<i>[Drake:]</i><br>

Look, I'm the property of october<br>

I ain't drive here I got chauferred<br>

Bring me champagne flutes,<br>

Rose and some shots over<br>

I think better when I'm not sober<br>

I smoke good ain't no glaucoma<br>

I'm a stockholder,<br>

Private flights back home no stop over<br>

Still spittin that shit that they shot pac over<br>

The shit my mother look shocked over<br>

Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a group of seven<br>

A migraine, take two excedrin<br>

I'm the one twice over I'm the new eleven<br>

And if I die I'm a do it reppin, I never do a second<br>

I swear niggas be eyein me all hard<br>

And lyin to they girls and drivin the same cars<br>

Sittin there wishin they problems became ours<br>

Cause we have nothin in common<br>

Since I done became star<br>

I done became bigger swervin writin in my peer's lane<br>

Same dudes that used to holla my engineer's name<br>

One touch I could make the drapes and the sheers change<br>

An show me the city that I without fear claim<br>

What I set seems to never extinguish<br>

Coolest kid out baby word to chuck inglish<br>

Count my own money see the paper cut fingers<br>

My song is ya girlfriend's wakin up ringer<br>

Heh, or alarm, or whatever<br>

She be here at six in the morn if I let her<br>

But I never get attracted to fans<br>

Cause the eager beaver could be the collapse of a dam<br>

I always knew that I could figga<br>

How to get these label heads to offer 'em good figures<br>

And me doin them shows gettin everyone nervous cause<br>

Them hipsters gon have to get alone with them hood niggas<br>

It's all good I'm goin off like lights when the show's over<br>

Make pasta rent a movie called hoes over<br>

Rest in peace to heath ledger but I'm no joker<br>

I'll slow roast ya, got no holster<br>

Wet glass on ya table nigga no coaster<br>

Burn bread everyday boy no toaster<br>

G and tez got a cig but I'm no smoker<br>

They jus handin chips to me nigga no poker<br>

I'm with it, young money, cash money soldier<br>

My cup runneth over,<br>

The same niggas I ball with, I fall with<br>

On some southern drawl shit<br>

Rookie of the year, '06 chris paul shit<br>

D.r., c.j, an po' I see y'all<br>

These cases don't workout I hope we can agree on<br>

Makin enough to pay any judge judy off<br>

First thing I'm a do is free weezy, go<br>

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<i>[Lil Wayne:]</i><br>

And I take probation<br>

I don't want that t.I. and vick vacation<br>

Private plane, big location<br>

Goin to the bank to make a big donation<br>

Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt hard<br>

And if the food ain't on the stove I hunt for it<br>

But in the meantime you can call me young roy<br>

Jones junior fightin the drugs and gun charge<br>

Shit, don't leave me un-guarded<br>

And I'm a cheese head word to vince lombardi<br>

Word to marky mark leave a snitch departed<br>

All that blood like the red sea parted<br>

My gun go crazy like it's retarded<br>

Red light on it like it's recordin<br>

I ain't recordin I'm jus C-4'in<br>

My currency foreign<br>

We are in a league they aren't<br>

Better dig in ya pocket an pay homage<br>

Better cover ya eyes ya face fallin<br>

Watch the game from the side I'm play callin<br>

No I didn't say that I'm flawless<br>

But I, damn sure don't tarnish<br>

My piss don't got comments for ya garments<br>

I'm so high I can vomit on a comet<br>

K-y no homo I'm on it<br>

Weezy f baby new born bitch<br>

You know what they say bout when ya palm itch<br>

I'm gon get money money I'm gon get<br>

Young money in ya tummy and we gon shit<br>

An get that toilet paper quick like when bones spit<br>

That's right bitch I'm back on my grown shit<br>

That oughta marvin gaye no ice just chrome shit<br>

And ya boyfriend softer than a phone bit<br>

I scream fuck the world with a long dick<br>

Motherfucker I'm me, yeah bitch I'm me<br>

You niggas sweet like the pussy in which I eat<br>

Fireman burn down ya entire street<br>

So fly I'm a take off when I leap, bye<br>

And you can suck my wings<br>

Stand on my money headbutt yao ming<br>

Putcha hand in the oven if ya touch my things<br>

I'm shufflin the cards bout to cut my queens<br>

But I ain't the dealer<br>

House full of bitches like tila tequila<br>

Yeah, I'm the man in the mirror<br>

My swagger jus screamin mothafucker do you hear her<br>

Drizzy drake what the lick read<br>

We make magic boy roy and sigfreid<br>

Whoo! young mulah baby, yeah<br>

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<i>[Thanks to Desiree for these lyrics]</i><br>

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