DRAKE

DRAKE - Westcoast Motto

rate me

I’m WG, every girl know, reggie bush you a see

I be hitting hoes

Your girlfriend wanna ride me like a limo

So I’m bout to release this dragon like cisco

Thousand dollar tickets I ain’t needing from the pam

The city behind me like I’m running for the mayor

Shout out to the baby I’ma do it for the late

God blessed with so many gifts I need a sack

Yeah I go get it, yeah, yeah I go get it

If the price right, I’m having sex with an old woman

I’m living good, yeah I put that on the hood

I been …baby get it understood

49 of game sideline with the homies

Back to the crib, fuck my girl to some codeys

Trappin in the house I’m putting on for the city

I’m just fucking round you know, I make love when I’m 60

Got a stripper from Milano with a booty like Nicky

All we do is have …no bite marks or hickies, hey yeh

And she like that, ain’t talking bout mac but I mac

Ain’t talking bout legos but I stack

I had your girl getting naked on …

Then I leave your, girl laying like a yoyo

Players only live once, that’s the motto baby polo

[Hook]

Now she want a photo, you already know, though

You only live once: that's the motto, nigga, YOLO

And we bout it every day, every day, every day

Like we sittin on the bench, nigga, we don't really play

Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say

Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real nigga, what's up?

Rap nigga wassup? Hey, saucer in the house

You ain’t talking money, put a muzzle in your mouth

Course, cash in the mouse, broads at the house,

Getting smashed on the couch

Flight, somewhere down south, and I’m somewhere in the front

Cause there’s somebody to count

Money, in all of my accounts, show my lil homies what this balling is about

Got the rollies on my wrist, …on my neck,

Say is that Elvis Presley, no I said this is Malcolm x

Why you so unfamous I say if you into rap?

But do it make a difference, why you interested in that?

Miss me with the catch, see I’m the type to hit you once and never call you back

See I’m the type of nigga hear my song and throw a stack

When they play this in the club you got ass throw it back

Hey, hey, you already know though, my bag Louis steward and my drawers demis polo

I smell like Wyat Cell and I dress like I’m from…

That’s the motto baby, ok

[Hook]

Now she want a photo, you already know, though

You only live once: that's the motto, nigga, YOLO

And we bout it every day, every day, every day

Like we sittin on the bench, nigga, we don't really play

Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say

Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real nigga, what's up?

Breakfast blunt, only table, a couple thrower breads in my table

Hog in the pen, biscuits and gem, dog is the man

Start to my levy’s money on my …

More shit for the fleas eyes,

Laid low as I ease by

The cat in the hat, the dog with it all

With the clicks and the clacks, and the trick to the trap

E to the smack, weed to the crack,

And the front an outback

On the west coast, yeah dog got that

You rolling with rips …shout out to my big homie clipside

Yeah, he at the bottom and we keep it g though

My homie he a …everyday, that’s what it is

Protect your grill and guard your wheel

Cause niggas getting ripped off, and that cute little bitch got you tipped off

Drifted off to the land where the beasts at

Put my hand in the sand, doggy dog is the beast at

Roxanne is a peach, behind closed doors she’s a motherfucking beast

And she love getting suckers when they come from out of town

Hands up, pick em up, stick em up, now lay it down

Boy don’t fuck around, everyday, that’s how I pop, can’t call the cops

Shit don’t stop, everyday in L.A., nigga gotta get paid

Deuces, no game thruthes, all activity, everyday lb shit

And we bout it every day, every day, every day

Like we sittin on the bench, nigga, we don't really play

Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say

Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real nigga, what's up?

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