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Drake
Drake

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Tonalità: G minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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my exes live in Texas
like I'm George Strait
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Or they go to Georgia State
where tuition is handled
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By some random nigga
that live in Atlanta
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That she only see when
she feels obligated
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Admitted it to me the first time we dated
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But she was no angel and we never waited
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I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck
so we took it to go
told him don't even plate it
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and we never talked so much after
I blew up just only hello her,
happy but later then
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I think I text her and told
her I made it
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and that's when she text me
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and told me she prayed it
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and that's when I text her
and told her I love it
and right after text her
and told her I'm faded
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She asked, what have I learned
since getting richer
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I learned working with the negatives
could make for better pictures
I learned
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Hennessy and enemies
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is one hell of a mixture
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even though it's fucked up, girl
I'm still fucking with you
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Damn, is it the fall?
Time for me to revisit the past
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As women have called us out
Mr.
Drop this liquor involved
There's stories to tell
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We've been through it all
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Interviews are like confessions
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Get the fuck up out
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my dressing room
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Confusing me with questions like
Do you love this shit?
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Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous?
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Are you single?
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I heard you fuck your girl
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Is it true? You getting money?
You think them niggas
you with is with you?
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And I say hell yeah
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Hell yeah, hell yeah, fuckin' right,
fuckin' right, alright
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And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah,
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fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
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Uh, so much for bein' optimistic
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They say love is in the air, so I
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Hold my breath till my face turn purple
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Keep a few bad bitches in my circle
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My nuts hang like ain't no curfew
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Bitch, if you wave, then I will serve you
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I flew jet, she flew commercial
But we still met later that night
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After my ses sion, she came over,
I was aggressive and she was sober
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I gave her a pill,
she started confessin'
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and started undressin'
And asked me to hold her,
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and so I did, but that was last month
And now she's textin' me,
askin' for closure
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Damn, she say this shit gon' catch up to me,
I keep tissue paper
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We eat each other
whenever we at the dinner table
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She say she hate that she love me
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and she wish I was average
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Shit, sometimes I wish the same,
and I wish she wasn't married
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Promises, I hope I never break them
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Met a female dragon,
had a fire conversation
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But, interviews are
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like confessions
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Get the fuck up out my bedroom
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Confusing me with questions like
Do you love this shit?
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Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous?
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Are you single?
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I heard you fuck your girl, is it true?
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You getting money?
You think the niggas you with is with you?
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And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
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Fucking right, fucking right
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and we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, fuckin right, damn right, alright,
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right
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You
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