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Drake - Up All Night Feat Nicki Minaj Lyrics

Kush rolled, glass full, I prefer the better things
N-ggas with no money act like money isnt everything
I'm having a good time, they just trying to ruin it
Shout out to the fact that I'm the yougest n-gga doing it
Cap on, brim bent, Denzel, Larry time
She aint trying to pop that sh-t for pimp okay well never mind
I I I tried to told you, drizzy still aint nothing nice
Bracelet saying you should quit, (Bracelet = pokers championship prize)
Cards saying f-ck ya life
Okay now we outta here
Toodles to you bitches
And if you dolled up
I got the voodoo for you bitches
I'm busy getting rich, I don't want trouble
I made enough for two n-ggas boy stunt double
Famous like a drug that I've taken too much
I never ever trip
Just peace happiness and love
I got money in these jeans, so they fit me kinda snug
Plus the game is in my pocket, n-gga this is what I does

I'm about whatever man
F-ck what they be talking about
They opinon doesn't count
We the only thing that matters (oooh)
So we do it how we do it
All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it
I be up all night
Whole crews in here
Cause I don't really know who I'ma lose this year (oooh)
Man I love my team. Man I love my team
I would die for these n-ggas

Yo, Drizzy sayin' get her I'ma get her
I get the kind of money that make a broke bitch bitter
I got that kinda, wait wait fixate!
Which bitch you know made a million off a mixtape?
That was just a keep sake
Bought the president the louie presidential briefcase
Never been a cheapskate
We got the Hawks I aint talking about the Peach state
Man for Petes sake scratch that, sweep stakes
(Hahahaha)
F-ck I look like hoe
I look like yes and you like no
I'm a bad bitch I aint never been a mixed breed
I'm on a diet but I'm doing donuts in a six speed
M M M6 from a M2
I see a lot of rap b-tches on a menu
But I collect 100 thou at the venue
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Pop bottles with my team, Young Money till the death of me

I mean we don't even rock them shoes if it ain't got a comma on the price tag
I mean, I mean but then again who looks at the price

Oh, yeah we in this b-tch
Oww, oww, oww