Drake Ft. Lil Wayne & Rick Ross – You Only Live Twice

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The foreign Talented Singer & Song Writer Drake Featuring Lil Wayne & Rick Ross produces his Studio song titled “You Only Live Twice” which Michbase made available for free Mp3 Download.

The track is originated from Drake studio Album, Certified Lover Boy.

Drake Ft. Lil Wayne & Rick Ross Always promise his fans for good vibes, that’s why they didnt hesitate to drop “Fair Trade“.

Drake Ft. Lil Wayne & Rick Ross – You Only Live Twice is a good Vibe to add to your playlist on your Mobile phone.

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Drake Ft. Lil Wayne & Rick Ross – You Only Live Twice Lyrics

[Intro]
M-M—, M-M—

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
No, I’m never gangbangin’ in my blue Chucks
Money callin’ so I threw the deuce up
Yeah, they plottin’ but they gotta do somethin’
Told my dawg two-somethin’ just to shoot somethin’ (M-M—)
Left them niggas stressed out on the train tracks
Rather you than me, here come that payback
Got ’em lookin’ for that paper that they can’t tax
Yayo so clean, I told ’em call it, “Ajax”
Hialeah celebrated when Fidel died
Patti LaBelle, who knew that we would sell pies?
Standin’ on your own is when you realize
When all the lights go out, that’s when you see the real guys
Back to the real niggas glowin’ in the dark (M-M—)
Never perfect but you know a nigga hard
A rich nigga that’ll pull up to the park
Get on one knee and tell the kids that they are stars
Bullet wounds don’t be covered by ObamaCare
Your funeral was way too soon, that’s if your mama there
Real niggas deserve to live twice (M-M—)
Plastic fork and some fried rice

[Verse 2: Drake]
Yeah, two-point, two for the Rafael Nadal
Don’t act like you’re happy for me now
Don’t act like you wasn’t prayin’ for catastrophic collapses
Catalog is immaculate
Still runnin’ the game, don’t ask me about the practice
Ho, you go on vacation, don’t ask me about relaxin’
Not sure if you know but I’m actually Michael Jackson
The man I see in the mirror is actually goin’ platinum
Unthinkable when I think of the way these niggas been actin’
Yeah, I never did you nothin’ and you play like we family, huh?
Next thing, you wanna shoot me down, it can’t be love
Not sure where you was tryna send it, it can’t be up
That day you sounded like a bitch, you fancy, huh?
Damn, how can I forgive like this?
I gotta dead a lot of shit just to live like this
I had to fuck a lot of girls to get a kid like this
I had to get a lot of cribs to get a crib like this, nigga
That’s why I’m movin’ all elusive
These boys on they last resort and it’s givin’ all us inclusive
Been spazzin’ since CB was chunkin’ up the deuces, nigga
Your shit was boo-boo, excuses, excuses, nigga

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[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Brrrt, may I speak to pussy niggas?
I just call it like I see it, I ain’t even lookin’, nigga
I just it like I speak and I ain’t speakin’ to them niggas
I ain’t starvin’, I’m just greedy, all I eat is pussy, nigga
Don’t wan’ see these pussy niggas
Y’all can’t see me, pussy niggas
You keep talkin’ like you eatin’, I’ma feed you bullets, nigga
I might even cook a nigga, all my weed is cookies, nigga
Shove a 8-ball up her pussy like a fetus for me, nigga
I got bitches doin’ lines, I’m Adidas to ’em, nigga
I got sentenced, took some time and it was easier than simple
I’m so difficult to fathom like a fever in the winter
I got women in the Phantom with they cleavage out the window
Long hair, lot of tats and I smell like the pack
Money trail right on track
With that big body Maybach like it’s a little Pontiac
All my chains look like snakes, that’s some real diamondbacks
Pull my hammer out her pussy, pull her nails out my back
I don’t chill, I react
On the scale, my pockets fat
And to this whale, you like a ant
I’ma dog, if you a dog, then pull your tail up out your ass
And on this Codeine, I’m a turtle, it done shell-shocked my ass
I’m the hottest on the cellblock, I promise
I can fly to check my mailbox, invoices soundin’ like Jill Scott
Pill popped, house in Hidden Hills on the hilltop
Her ears popped, she lick my lollipop and my teardrops, Tunechi

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