DRAKE

DRAKE - The Party and The After Party

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[Verse One]

I understand, your body wants it

I know your thoughts, oh you bout it, bout it

You're a big girl and It's your world..

And I'mma let you do it how you wanna

Girl, now ride wit it, ride wit it

I know you know, I know you wanna (ohh) wit it

Don't be shy wit it, I'll supply wit it

I got you, girl, oh, I got it, girl

[Bridge]

With your Louie V. bag, tats on your arms

High heel shoes make you six feet tall

Everybody wants you, you can have them all

But I got what you need..

Girl I got your bag, I got it all

Hold your drink baby don't you fall

Be there in a minute baby just one call

You don't gotta ask me

[Hook: ("Beach House - Master Of None" Sample)]

You always come to the parties

To pluck the feathers off all the birds

You always come to the parties

On Your Knees

I will not beg you please

[Verse Two]

Girl, pick up them shoes, I'll race your ass up on them stairs

Just grab a room I swear no one will interfere

Girl, bring your friends if you want we can share

Or we can keep it simple baby we can just

Ride Wit it, Ride wit it

I know you know, I know you wanna *Sniiiiff* wit it

Don't be shy wit it, I'll supply wit it

I gotchu, girl, Oh, I got it, girl

With your Louie V. bag

Tat's on ya arms

High heel shoes make ya six feet tall

Everybody wants you

You can have them all

I got what you need..

Girl, I got your bag

I got it all

Hold your drink baby don't you fall

Be there in a minute baby just one call

You don't gotta ask me..

[Hook:"Beach House - Master Of None" Sample]

You always come to the parties

To pluck the feathers off all the birds..

You always come to the parties..

On your knees..

I would not let you be..

I would not..

Ride wit it, ride wit it

I know you know

I know you wanna line wit it

Don't be shy wit it

I'll supply wit it

I got you girl

Oh I got it girl..

I know you wanna line wit it, line wit it

I know you know

I know you wanna..

I got you girl

Oh I got you girl..

And

Oh I got it girl..

I think I'm fuckin' gone..

Rollin' on this floor..

Messin' up your carpet

I'll get on it after four

(more, sessions of the strong upon your floor)

Shoulda fuckin' rolled

But I fuckin' rolled

Feelin' like a billion bucks before..

I walked through the store

When I walked through your door

Can't believe I made it

But I made it that's for sure

For sure..

Your lovin'

I need more

I need yours

She ain't lookin' for that un-con-ditional

What the fuck these bitches on?

They want what I'm sittin' on

They don't want my love

They just want my potential..

Fuck it all

Sippin' on this, Baby livin' off bliss

Got me drownin' in your loft

Got me drownin' in the mist

Gimme right attention

Or I'll start drownin' from my wrist..

Baby, if you knew..

The feelin' I would give to you..

You..

Cause I got it girl

Oh I got it girl..

With me..

You..

Oh I got it girl..

With me..

I got a brand new girl

Call her Rudolph

She'll probably O.D. before I show her to momma..

All these girls try to tell me she got no love..

But all these girls never ever got her blow job..

Ringtone on silent

And if she stops, then I might get violent..

No call is worth stoppin'..

So, momma please stop callin'..

We can play all night..

It just takes one night..

To let me fuckin' prove..

This feelin' I would give to you..

You..

Oh I got it girl..

Yea, I got it girl

With me..

Thanks to 5656 for correcting these lyrics

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