Drake - Miss Me Lyrics

Miss Me by Drake

I said tell me what’s really going on?
Drizzy back up in this thing I’m ready, what’s happening?
Gone for surgery, but now I’m back again
I’m ’bout my paper like a motherfucking scratch and win

World Series attitude, champagne bottle life
Nothing ever changes, so tonight is like tomorrow night
I will have a model wife, your bit*h is as hot as ice
Every time you see me, I look like I hit the lotto twice

Drake you got ‘em right, yeah, I got ‘em bun
I love myself ’cause I swear their life is just not as fun
Nic’s got the weed, Hush got a gun
CJ’s got my credit cards and a lot of ones

Yeah, I’m in the city of the purple sprite
Someone tell Malaya I’m on fire, she should work tonight
Call her King of Diamonds and tell China it be worth the flight
I’ll be at my table, stacking dollars to the perfect height

Work something, let’s work something basis
She just tryna make it so she right here gettin’ naked
I don’t judge her, I don’t judge her, but I could never love her
‘Cause to her I’m just a rapper and since she’ll have met another

That’s why me and Lil’ Jazz ’bout to spaz, can you keep up?
I’m just feeling sorry for whoever gotta sweep up
Yeah, bills everywhere, trill everything
And Drake just stand for do right and kill everything

I love Nicki Minaj, I told her I’d admit it
I hope one day we get married just to say we f-----g did it
And girl, I’m f-----g serious, I’m with it if you with it
‘Cause your verses turn me on, and your pants are mighty fitted

Uh, damn, I think you caught me in a moment
Like I catch ‘em stealing flows ’cause I swear I never loaned it
And life ain’t a rehearsal, the camera’s always rollin’
So come and get a portion of this money that we blowin’

‘Cause it’s on, yeah, girl, it’s on
You know what it is when I finally make it home
I just thought that you miss me a little when I’m gone
Yeah, that you miss me a little when I’m gone

Hey, you just tell me what you down for, anything you down for
I know things have changed, know I used to be around more
But you should miss a little when I’m gone
I just hope that you miss me a little when I’m gone

Oh s--t, m----------r, g-----n
Kicking bit*hes out the condo like Pam
Getting money everyday, I’ma groundhog
‘Bout to scoop your girl up like a ground ball

I walk light so I don’t p--s the ground off
Man, I swear my bit*hes do it ’til they suck the brown off
Ew, that’s nasty
Yes, I am Weezy, but I ain’t asthmatic

Jae’s buyin’ cologne, honey I put on
Make ‘em run and tell they friends like a marathon
Voice baritone, haters carry on
Beat the pussy up, call me Larry Holmes

Young Money, Jerry Sloan, I turn every stone
When she masturbate to me, that’s how she learn every song
To women I condone, better write me when I’m gone
No I’m not that thuggish, not that ruggish but I do pack bone

I’m a love machine and I won’t work for nobody but you
It’s only me and her because the Bugatti a coupe
It’s blood gang slime but I parlay with Snoop

I ain’t lying I shoot, you don’t need signs for proof
Turn you to a vegetable like you lining soup
And when I’m in the booth, bit*h, the lion is loose
Man, I got so many styles, I am a group

Damn, I be gone ’til November
But f--k it, I ain’t trippin’, I know Drizzy gon’ kill ‘em
I’m sticking to the script like lint on denim
Mama said if the rules ain’t bent don’t bend ‘em

Real n---a talking, shut the f--k up, ho
Gotta do it one time for Haiti, what up Zoe?
Weezy F baby and the F is for front do’
‘Cause that’s where I bring it, so if you bang it, m----------r

Yeah, girl, it’s on
You know what it is when I finally make it home
I just hope that you miss me a little when I’m gone
Yeah, I hope that you miss me a little when I’m gone

Hey, you just tell me what you down for, anything you down for
I know things have changed, know I used to be around more
But you should miss a little when I’m gone
I just hope that you miss me a little when I’m gone, gone, gone

Fab in the house, J.J., Lay Boy
H time
I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone
I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone

I just hope that you miss me, miss me, miss me, miss me
Miss me a little when I’m gone
Miss me a little when I’m gone, gone, gone

Jamie Foxx Feat. Drake - Fall For Your Type Lyrics

Jamie Foxx Feat. Drake - Fall For Your Type

Can I, can I save you from you
cause you know there’s something missing
and that champagne you’ve been sippin’s
not supposed to make you different all the time
it’s starting to feel like the wrong thing to do girl
cause with all that recognition it gets hard for you to listen
to the things that I must say to make you mine
But live girl, have some fun girl, we’ll be fine
trying to convince myself I’ve found one
making the mistake I never learned from

I swear I always fall for your type, yeah (for your type)
tell me why I always fall for your type (for your type)

I just can’t explain this sh-t at all (fall for your type)
I just can’t explain this sh-t at all (fall for your type)

(I believe in people like you)

So who am I to judge you on the past, girl
I think there’s a areason for it all
you say that you’re nothing like the last girl
I just pray that you don’t let me down right now
it’s too late, I’m already yours
you just gotta promise me, hearts won’t break
and end up like before

I swear I always fall for your type, yeah (for your type)
tell me why I always fall for your type (for your type)

Look, dress hanging off your shoulder, barely sober
telling me how you moving away and starting over
girl, quit playing you just drunk, you just saying sh-t
oh you dance, dance like how, like ballet and sh-t
oh, wait, no, I get it girl, I’m with it
I’ve been down this road before and yeah I skidded but forget it
damn, yeah, I wonder why I never why I learned my lesson
it’s feeling like the second chance and its the first impression
and I heard it’s nothing new except for someone new
but how you supposed to find the one when anyone will come with you
talking to myself but I never listen,
cuz man it’s been a while, and I swear that this ones different
that’s why I’mma take you anywhere you wanna go
let you meet my friends so they can lecture me again about
how reckless I have been
and I’m slowly running out of all the time that I invest in
making all the same mistakes
and I’m just trying to correct it and I fall..

I swear I always fall for your type, for your type
tell me why I always fall for your type, for your type

I just can’t explain this sh-t at all (fall for your type)
I just can’t explain this sh-t at all (fall for your type)

(I believe in people like you)

k-os feat. Drake - Faith Lyrics

k-os feat. Drake - Faith

[Drake Verse]
pay attention, its on
staring at my city lights through the plain window as I write this song
have faith, when I do it
I’ma do it bigger than they think
i dont just flow I over flow I be filling up the sink
like i left the water on I run this bitch if anybody ask
aint much change since high school
n-ggas still be in and out of class
S class or the brand new cl5 on them haters
black paint, chrome trim same color as the logo for the raiders
i just said that cause im not with california near the studio with taz
you should give us credit n-ggas killin people we can be all doin that instead..
but we not, we just kill the summer every single time i come around
never chase hoes but we do we laugh at them n-ggas tryin to run em down
not I, not me, YMOB, call jaz, call c,
bet both of them would agree
get viewed, get judged, get booed, get loved
shit get done round here, do you, not us

[Chorus]
Im gon do what I want
cause this life’s made for living
you got to know nothings for sure
faith in the stars
Im gon do what I want
cause this life’s what I’m given
gotta keep my faith in the dark clouds
[K-os]

Once upon a time I met
on this cold explosive dosage she wrote this
but tell me who chose this,
sin city’s innocent really when its inside my mind
and co-sign with a rhyme and a big pen
once again it’s an even odd
can’t applaud with one hand
can’t be God with one fan
or can you stan you
if not pastor jackson daniels rip that hit that
now I sip that lightly when I’m on my mic tightly
and I write nightly like Spike Lee
let me break it down

I been having a maid since the 8th grade with a fade
rapping by the swings
and the bell never really rings
class in session there’s no recession
for this upper echelon mic testing its
K-dash-O-S F-R-E-S-H in the place
with a grace in and outta space
(?) gotta race
don’t be something that you really not
sabotage the universal plot
when the planet earth rock gets hot
from the sun don’t get got just get God yeah see that

(Do you believe)