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face
Don't won't no butterhead
Man I'm all about face
She gotta have it all
I got picky ass taste
We gotta make hits
Be like Nicki and Drake
She gotta go

my feet in Guatemala while I watch ‘em hate
Said I was broke last year, I flipped the switch like Drake
Fancy restaurant Filet Mignon all on my plate

them niggas yo mama warned you not to hang with
100 Rounds in the choppa my hitter let them drakes spit BLATT
It’s that life of a baby gangsta
From 17

pull up wit Drakes
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Tired of all these niggas sayin'
They trappin', yeen got no weight
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
And I love to ball
Chris Paul

Easy come easy go this here like a rodeo
Like drake got that OVO I'm rocking with ICE
Folks cap like Pinocchio. They need them a golden globe
So sick

know how im coming
These niggas be cookies i catch 'em they crumbling
Drake thing hit him he taking a tumbling
Shots so loud you would think that its

Shine like a rockstar
Shine like a jewelry
She wanna fuck
She wanna ride
I'm finna go crazy
Feeling like I'm drake
Hotline bling bling
미치도록 기분이 High

only need half
Smoking plenty, yea the tree gas
Hated by many so I stay with the semi, paranoia can't relax, nah
This bitch said I'm taking too long,

Aight, look
I'm talking about them lonely nights
All by myself, they wouldn't even phone me twice
But then they claim they know me right
And yeah I

dah di

L.O.V.E
Give me that repeat
Not a want she she need me
Come and see me
Trapping with drake
But you know hot line bling bling
Drop that dd
That's

Going Up I'm Seeing Stars 
I'm Tatted As A Holy Dog 
Nikon On Me See the Frauds 
Nikes Phat as a Busty Broad
No Drake On Me I'm Still Charged 
Got No

I be by my lonely
But to whom this may concern, just know I keep it on me

Got me droppin' back to back, cause niggas sleepin' on me
And I ain't

[Chorus: IzzyyDrake]
It's the fake Drake and the fake Durk, attack of the clones now (Six, baby)
This ain't no gang shit but you know O Block meets

The Armada was sighted from St Michaels Mount
Then out of Plymouth the English ships sailed out
Commanded by Lord Howard and Sir Francis Drake

fuckin' Drake in the fucker whip

I'm finna slide with this bitch
How you let your homies slide me on on April Fool's
Larry couldn't breathe, that nigga was

stutter when she pass by
The Patek, Balenciaga, and Versace
Top dog everywhere they call her mami
L U X U R Y
The type chick to make ya stutter when she

Burn to ash the holy scripture
Burn to ash these hypocritical traditions
Conflagration of the revered chapel
Mythical messiah swallowed by ravenous

Rock and Roll
Like they know
We gone run with the team
If anybody try to stop us
Up parol we don't leave
Talk about it
We can skill about it
Post it by

church, we're bringing back the gospel
First preached, first century by the apostles
Sola Scriptura, in Scripture alone, our trustworthy authority
God

form
Studies scriptures diligently
Because you think
Within them you
Just might finds Eternal life

These very scriptures  testify about me
Your accuser

and there is none else

You're gonna look up to God
Because God is up

When you're faced by any trial
Or temptation God is there
When you're faced by any

Josh, that's why he always tote a Drake
Yeah, Imma keep on going hard, I don't have time to take a break
No, they can't win it by themselves, they gotta

from out the v
You gone be bigger than drake thats what dash keep telling me
Sending money back home for my convicted felonies
Tell bro put something

Good morning
(Good morning, sir can I help you?)

Uh, yes do you have a copy
Of 30 Days In The Samarkand
Desert With The Duchess of Kent
By A e j