Birdman - The Language lyrics

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Birdman - The Language lyrics

[Verse 1: Drake] I don't know why they been lyin' But your sh** is not that inspirin' Bank account statements just look like I'm ready for early retirement f** any n***a that's talking that sh** just to get a reaction f** going platinum! I looked at my wrist and it's already platinum I am the kid with the motor mouth I am the one you should worry 'bout I don't know who you're referring to Who is this n***a you heard about? Someone just talking that bullsh** Man, someone just gave you the run-around n***as downplayin' the money But that's what you do when the money down I don't waste time puttin' money down I just go straight to who got it and buy it in cash p**y so good that you gotta come see me on tour And you gotta fly in first cla** This has been years in the makin' It's all for the city, they know I come right every summer Cash Money Records forever, I'm always big timin' b**h, I came up right under Stunna, you know it [Hook: Drake] Jealousy in the air tonight, I could tell I will never understand that, but oh well Been ready, it's real, I don't know 'bout you She just want to smoke and f** I said "Girl, that's all that we do." Okay, now you're talkin' my language Now you're talkin' my language Now you're talkin' my language Now you're talkin' my language Been ready, it's real, I don't know 'bout you She just want to smoke and f** I said "Girl, that's all that we do." [Verse 2: Drake] I'm 'bout to roll one and light it And f** it, man, no one's invited I got to k** off the weak sh** That's got all you n***as excited I can't even listen, you wildin' I'd much rather sit here in silence I send all my money to banks in the islands And eat with Italians, I do People are funny, you don't even know 'Bout the sh** that I been through I just want some head in a comfortable bed It could all be so simple Talkin' that sh** with you back to me Just know it always get back to me Come get your girl, she been here for three days And she way too attached to me Hate when they get too attached to me I got to get on the bus and get back on the road Get what I can out the country And then I just get on the jet and go back to the cold Can't even drive with the top off I been workin' so hard on the album, I missed the whole summer I just might bring in some girls from Miami To heat up the city, and that's word to Stunna, you know it [Hook: Drake] Jealousy in the air tonight, I could tell I will never understand that, but oh well Been ready, it's real, I don't know 'bout you She just want to smoke and f** I said "Girl, that's all that we do." Okay, now you're talkin' my language Now you're talkin' my language Now you're talkin' my language Now you're talkin' my language Been ready, it's real, I don't know 'bout you She just want to smoke and f** I said "Girl, that's all that we do." [Outro: Birdman] Famous and dangerous, you understand me? Showtime, headlines, big time Sunshine, tote 9's, bust mines Flatline, hard grind, high life Stay fly, it's jet time – stunt, n***a! Every time you see a n***a – stunt, n***a! Every time you see a n***a – stunt, n***a! Swag on head to feet n***a – stunt, n***a! I just might bring in some girls from Miami To heat up the city, and that's word to Stunna, you know it

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