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Drake - The Blanguage Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Drake]
Metro Boomin want some more
Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more
Metro Boomin want some m-o-o-o-o-ore, more
(Yeah, yeah) Metro Boomin want some more
(Yeah, yeah) Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more, nigga
(Yeah, yeah) Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Look, look

[Verse: Young Thug & Drake]
(Yeah, yeah) I fucked her, then washed off my dick (Yeah, yeah) with the curtains inside of the Phantom
(Yeah, yeah) If he standing next to Young Thugger (Yeah, yeah), I train them to kill for the camera
(Yeah, yeah) You do not act grown when I'm 'round (Yeah, yeah), you lil' baby, you need you a Pamper
(Yeah, yeah) I'm one slimy motherfucker (Yeah, yeah), the devil ride my back like camels
(Yeah, yeah) I'm feelin' like Malcolm in the Middle (Yeah, yeah), these bitches, they surround me, they can't miss him
(Yeah, yeah) I'm slimy, man, I'll wipe a nigga nose (Yeah, yeah), the next time won't be a roll of tissue
(Yeah, yeah) A young nigga came a long way (Yeah, yeah) from standin' on the corner with them pistols
(Yeah, yeah) Hey, I bought her lot of MissMe jeans (Yeah, yeah), but I will never ever miss her (Damn)
I'm chillin' at the studio, these bitches wanna fuck on the banana boat (Ow)
I'm on the outskirt, chasin' after green, smokin' orange kush, feelin' like a cantaloupe (Ow)
I fell in love with Hannah Montana, all of her niggas dance at the cameras
I fucked her 'cause I slimed out her brother, then I pulled off and left the bitch with the 'nana (Chee)
Oh, then the devil done caught my soul, huh
Nigga, the devil done caught my soul, huh (What you know 'bout that?)
Hey, nigga, devil done caught my soul (What you know 'bout that?)
Nigga, the devil done caught my soul (What)
Soul, soul, soul, done caught my soul (Ow)
Ranned up my money, my diamonds come wet like a fisherman (Ow)
I catch your lil' bitch, and I take her to shop up at Wish and shit (Oh-ow)
I'm ballin', I never foul out, start with the figure eight (Oh-oh, oh-ow)
You pussy, you know you a cat, I see your whiskers, you might Tigger it (Chee, chee)
Room at the Intercontinental (What? What? Yeah)
Room at the Intercontinental (Swag)
Metro Rollie icy, it ain't December (Brrr, on God)
I wanna see all of the baddest bitches sprint (Woo, woo)
(Yeah, yeah) With her friends dancing with the pole inside the middle (Yeah, yeah, woo, woo)
(Yeah, yeah) Is it a parade? (Chee, chee, chee, yeah, yeah) Get 'em, nigga
(Yeah, yeah) Babysitter, drink vanilla (Yeah, yeah), what? We are realer, hey (Hey)
(Yeah, yeah) Fuck your mama, fuck your sister (Yeah, yeah), fuckin' kill her, hey (Hey)
(Yeah, yeah) RO'5 (Woo), caterpillar (Yeah, yeah, woo), rollin' with em, hey (Hey)
(Yeah, yeah) Found my rhythm, now that's his ass (Yeah, yeah), run and kick him, hey (Hey)
(Yeah, yeah) Hey, I say the truth because she's the truth (Yeah, yeah, hey)
(Yeah, yeah) Nigga creepin' in that coupe (Yeah, yeah), doesn't fit the roof (Woo, woo, skrt, skrt)
Talkin' shit, might drop, people listen to it, hey
I'm bangin' blood, I could never flu it
(I'm bangin' blood, I could never flu it)
(I'm bangin' blood, I could never flu it)
[Outro: Young Thug & Drake]
(Yeah, yeah) I fucked her, then washed off my dick (Yeah, yeah) with the curtains inside of the Phantom
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah) If he standing next to Young Thugger (Yeah, yeah), I train them to kill for the camera
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah) I'm feelin' like Malcolm in the Middle (Yeah, yeah), these bitches, they surround me, they can't miss him
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah) A young nigga came a long way (Yeah, yeah) from standin' on the corner with them pistols
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah) I'm chillin' at the studio (Yeah, yeah), these bitches wanna fuck on the banana boat
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah) I'm on the outskirt, chasin' after green, smokin' orange kush (Yeah, yeah), feelin' like a cantaloupe
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Then I pulled off and left the bitch with the 'nana
(Yeah, yeah) Metro Boomin want some more
(Yeah, yeah) Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more
(Yeah, yeah) Metro Boomin want some m-o-o-o-o-ore (Yeah, yeah), more
(Yeah, yeah) Metro Boomin want some more
(Yeah, yeah) Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more, nigga
(Yeah, yeah) Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Metro Rollie icy, it ain't December
I wanna see all of the baddest bitches sprint
With her friends dancing with the pole inside the middle
Is it a parade? Get 'em, nigga
Get 'em, nigga
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga) Get 'em, nigga