T-Minus - The Motto (Remix) lyrics

[Produced by T-Minus] [Verse 1: Drake] I'm the f**in' man, y'all don't get it, do ya? Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya Go Uptown, New York City, b**h Them Spanish girls love me like I'm Aventura Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami, too Clubbing hard, f**ing women, there ain't much to do Wrist bling, got a condo up in Biscayne Still getting brain from a thang, ain't sh** changed How you feel how you feel how you feel? 25, sitting on 25 mill I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself Rest in peace, Mac Dre, I'm-a do it for the Bay Okay, getting paid, we'll holler whenever that stop My team good, we don't really need a mascot Tell Tune, "Light one, pa** it like a relay" YMCMB, you n***as more YMCA Me, Franny, and Mally Mall at the crib-o Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo We got Santa Margherita by the liter She know even if I'm f**ing with her, I don't really need her That's how you feel, man? That's really how you feel? Cause the pimpin ice cold, all these b**hes wanna chill I mean maybe she won't but then again maybe she will I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real n***a, what's up? [Chorus: Drake] Now she want a photo, you already know, though You only live once: that's the motto, n***a, YOLO And we bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sittin on the bench, n***a, we don't really play Every day, every day, f** what anybody say Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real n***a, what's up? [[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]]](8457511) One...time? f** one time I'm calling n***as out like the umpire Seven...grams in the blunt Almost drowned in her p**y so I swam to her bu*t It's Eastside, we in this b**h Wish a n***a would, like a tree in this b**h And if a leaf fall put some weed in that b**h That's my MO, add a B to that sh** I'm f**ed up, tore down I'm twisted: door knob Talk stupid? Off with your head! n***a, money talks, and Mr. Ed I'm so Young Money Got a drum on the gun, Energizer bunny Funny how honey ain't sweet like sugar Ain't sh** sweet? n***as on the street like hookers I tongue kiss her other tongue Skeet skeet skeet: water gun Oh my God, Becky, look at her bu*t! Tunechi [[Chorus: Drake]]](8457511) Now she want a photo, you already know, though You only live once: that's the motto, n***a, YOLO And we bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sittin on the bench, n***a, we don't really play Every day, every day, f** what anybody say Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real n***a, what's up? [Verse 3: Tyga] T-raw, skinny n***a big balls f** around and get Drag. Ru Paul You funny little n***a Duval Out of this world Total Recall Call a b**h ride dick like her see saw Sorta like a donkey, act a a** n***a hee-haw Ridin round in the ‘rarri wit the top off While you in the window, man I'm probably on my next car Aight, Mighty duck with the ice on Real L.A. n***a chucks with the gun drawn Drawing on your face you're a clown jack in the box Boy that's your bop, she my new pum pum star Stars in the back Them my homies, they don't act, acting brand new f** her never call her back Matt Forte got the b**h running back Damn, That's the motto you don't know it's like that [Chorus: Drake] Now she want a photo, you already know, though You only live once: that's the motto, n***a, YOLO And we bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sittin on the bench, n***a, we don't really play Every day, every day, f** what anybody say Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real n***a, what's up?