Drake — Ransom

[Intro - Drake] Yeah It's Drizzy, baby You already know what it is It's the first time—I'm high, it's the first time I smoked in like 3 months I'm sorry, Mama, I had to do it to 'em 40 I see you O, I see you, homie I stayed late tonight, right? You know what happen when I stay late, haha Yeah Boi-1da! I swear, it's like this every single time Toronto, I got you I got us Yeah [Verse 1 - Drake] I'm a hard guy to get along with, get on a song with When shit be going right, well, I just flip it to the wrong shit The team that I belong to, the artists I put on with Don't ever ask for nothing 'cause them niggas got their own shit Me and Weezy are like a mouth full of hot peppers Black Ferrari with the red seats, I call it "playing checkers" I'm never doing verses, I'm forever giving lectures If you trying to meet with money, I'll be happy to connect you Life is better than it's ever been Scheduling million-dollar meetings with the president Someone cut the lights on, where is Thomas Edison? Got a a new condo, watch me as I settle in I deserve a MTV show for me and my people And if you tryna zone, I got a whole Swisher Sweet full Rappers all liars and they women are deceitful Add until they subtract me, I'll never be your equal Last-Place Drizzy is the nigga in the lead now Weezy told me, "Just write every single thing you need down" And he got it for me, and I'm as happy can be now 'Bout to start balling like I'm coming off a rebound Yeah, and I should have the most bragging rights Because a nigga spit crack—bag it tight Hate when rappers say they tryna get their swagger right 'Cause I done came on more fire than a dragon fight Fuck you, pussy-ass hater, you should do you You ain't heard of me, then you should go and get a Blue's Clue Oops! I mean a red clue; Wayne's here, suu whoop Bet he felt that like the end of a pool cue But I ain't banging, I ain't waving no flag I'm ATF, but they ain't seeing no badge It's Heartbreak Drake, I hate to see 'em so sad I can son you, see a little me in your dad I'm the same yellow boy that used to play up on Degrassi Can pocket 20 thousand to be anywhere they ask me Cash like Johnny, Banks like Ashley Burning like a Camel Light; stupid ho, ash me But don't ask me shit about me And know the game really ain't shit without me She might have to pay me, but I dick her down free Wanna know if it's the truth? Then pull the zipper down and see (No homo, though) [Break: Lil Wayne] Yeah Um... I'm going in [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Drizzy, I got us, this is my promise I'ma bring that barrel to them bitches' eyeliners And what I make up would fuck up your skin I pick the buck up and buck-buck, then buck-buck again I would buttfuck your friend, then suck up her twin I put the buck up to him Then buck-buck and buck-buck and buck-buck again Suck nut, you duck, fuck your unloving kin Now, don't rub it in Like Lubriderm on a new tattoo, I had to Kick my princess up out my castle Dad, who? Never had that dude, always had a black tool Even when I was at school, 'cause bullies aren't bulletproof Red scarf, hoodie too, probably ain't as hood as you Stupid motherfucker, the only thing in the hood is you I do everything good as you; no, I do everything better I get paid for every letter, A-B-C, et cetera Fetch a bone, like a dog, motherfucker I am going for your neck in a sec Intercept, bring it back like work in a trunk And my exit coming up, yup, I am headed to the buck Like, buck-buck again! Might fly to L.A. and just fuck Karrine Nahh, fuck Karrine! Let's get bucks again And fucking spend them bucks, and then, just fuck Karrine If I told you, I'ma do it, I did it Got my city on my fitted, 'bout to pop it, let's get it Let's get it, motherfucker, what you waiting on? It is 'bout a minute past pissed and I'm about to get shitted I'm with it if money is the "it" you want me with And I probably just spit on the chick you want be with And I hate a bony bitch, only like 'em only thick And I own hip-hop; if you don't spit, I'm gon' evict And I just sold a lot of property to a buyer And I think his name was kinda like "Drake Drizzy Rogers" Or "Drizzy Drake Rogers," I'm too busy to play father And when it comes to the game, I'm too willing to play harder So harder, I go, there he go They chant "MVP" when I shoot a free throw C.E.O., Jaz, what it do? The haters on their face and in their ass is a shoe Faster than you, badder than you Radder than you, et cetera I told you, I get paid by the letter, like: "A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q-R-S-T-U-V-W-X-Y" ZZ Top, yes, he rock And me and Drizzy both wrote on Detox That was just a footnote; how long can he could go? Wondering when he stop? Bitch, when the beat stop So I'ma keep rocking 'til the sheet rock bend Then, the heat I send burn skin [Outro: Lil Wayne] The end Young Mula, baby, ha