DRAKE - November 18th

rate me

It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya

Seen ya picture

Now they wanna grab a gun and come and gitcha

One time for the homie dj screw

Already... I'm feelin throwed in this bitch

I'm so high even when I'm comin down

Just met a girl said she from the h-town

Said my name was drizzy

And ain't nobody reala

Cup inside a cup

Smokin ghostface killah

Got these boppas goin crazy

Nigga I'm the man

I sent ya girl a message said I'll see you when I can

She sent me one back

But I ain't never read it

Cause pussy's only pussy and I get it when I need it

And I'm tellin you

(tellin you) I'm always with a dime in the winter

And I be ridin rims with my tires in the dealer

Airports stuntin flyin charters overseas

Full of don pérignon

And the water for the d's

Don't know why it happens everytime we're alone

But here we are again

And I swear I'm in ma zone

So I'm a sip this drink till that mofucka gone

And you gon' get undressed

And we gon' get it on

I don't give you the time

You deserve from me

This is something I know

I know, I know

So tonight I'll just fuck you like

We're in Houston

Takin everything slow

So slow, so slow,

But I do it to her

Draped up dripped out

Know what I'm talkin bout

3 in the mornin get it poppin in the parkin lot

It's on once again

And I never pretend

A nigga stay g to the end

I swear like, everytime

I find myself in a situation

I just get that feelin like

I'm in Houston

Candy paint switchin colors in the light

It's about like 11 p.m

And we just rollin through the city

Bumpin that screw



Lil keke

And I feel like

Everything just movin slow

And I take my time

I pace it baby

Yeah I'm gone ...

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