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Drake Feat. Stevie Wonder – Doing It Wrong Lyrics


[Verse 1]
When a good thing goes bad it’s not the end of the world
It’s just the end of a world that you had with one girl
And she’s the reason it happened, but she’s overreacting
And it’s all because she don’t want things to change

So cry if you need to, but I can’t stay to watch you
That’s the wrong thing to do
Touch if you need to, but I can’t stay to hold you
That’s the wrong thing to do
Talk if you need to, but I can’t stay to hear you
That’s the wrong thing to do
Cause you’ll say you love me, and I’ll end up lying
And say I love you, too

But I need someone different
You know it, oh ho, you know it
Oh ho, you know it, we both know it
I need someone different
You know it, oh ho, you know it
Oh ho, you know it, we both know it
Something’s been missing
You know it, oh ho, she knows it
Oh ho, I know it, we all know it
I need someone different
(Oh ho, oh ho)

[Verse 2]
We live in a generation of not being in love, and not being together
But we sure make it feel like we’re together
Because we’re scared to see each other with somebody else


[Outro – Stevie Wonder Harmonica]

Drake – Camera/Good Ones Go (Interlude) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Word on road is the clique about to blow
You ain’t gotta run aExplainnd tell nobody they already know
We’ve been living on a high, they’ve been talking on the low
But it’s cool, know you heard it all before

That’s why I asked you how you mean, how you mean
Thought you knew about the team, (aye)
That’s why I asked you how you mean, how you mean
Thought you knew about the team, (aye)

[Verse 2]
How you mean, how you mean, what you know about the team
Man these niggas need to stop it they be crowding up the scene
Baby girl you need to stop it — all that pride and self esteem
Got you angry about this girl I’m with in all them magazines
Baby she look like a star, but only on camera
Only on camera, only on camera
It look like we in love, but only on camera
Only on camera, only on camera
Don’t listen to the lies, I swear they all lies
You know I could be your knight in shining Armor All tires
Trying to tell you I’m the one, come and holla at me
Before I’m on the next thing, YMCMB (ah)

Ooh finally got you right here
Tonight I’ll ease your mind
That’s why I’m calling on you
And ooh soft your loves desire
It’s hard to stay away
You keep me calling on you


[Verse 3]
How you mean, how you mean, what you know about the team
You just know what you get told girl I see behind the scene
She spilled whiskey on her shirt, she gonna have to get it cleaned
She been going way to hard, someone has to intervene
Baby she look like a star, but only on camera
Only on camera, only on camera
It might look like I care, but only on camera
Only on camera, only on camera
Don’t listen to the lies, I swear they all lies
You know I could be your knight in shining armor all tires
Girl, they love me like I’m Prince, like the new kid with the crown
Bunch of underground kings, thought you knew how we get down (ah)


How you mean, how you mean, thought you knew about the team (aye)
How you mean, how you mean, thought you knew about the team (aye)


[Good Ones Go Interlude]


[Verse 1]
Summer’s mine
I swear I said about a hundred times, I’m gonna need it back
I wish that you would come and find me
Just to tell me that I haven’t changed, girl I needed that from you
I’m getting money just taking care of me, girl
I’m spending time just taking care of me right now
I’m getting money just taking care of me, girl
Cause you’d be tired of taking care of me by now

But the good ones go
The good ones go, if you wait too long
But the good ones go
The good ones go, if you wait too long
So you should go
You should go, before you stay too long

[Verse 2]
Don’t you go getting married, don’t you go get engaged
I know you’re getting older, don’t have no time to waste
I shouldn’t be much longer but you shouldn’t have to wait
Can’t lose you, can’t help it, I’m so sorry, I’m so selfish
Uh, uh, I’ve been chilling in the city where the money’s thrown high and the girls get down
In case you’re starting to wonder why my new shit’s sounding so H-town
But when it’s all done, baby, I’m yours if you’re still around
She knows, she knows, she knows


Drake – Underground Kings Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water
Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape
Probably shouldn’t be driving, it just got so much harder
Can’t even see straight, I can’t even see it straight
Uh, fuck with me, I buy the shots
Live a little, cause niggas die a lot
And lie a lot but I’m the truth — that’s right, I fucking said it
The living proof that you ain’t gotta die to get to heaven
You girl, you right there, you look like you like this shit
How’d I know, how’d I know? That’s me on some psychic shit
I can tell a lie if you ask me my whereabouts
But I might talk that real if you ask me what I care about
Rap and bitches, rappin’ bitches, bitches
And rappin’, rappin’ and bitches until all of it switches
I swear, it’s been two years since somebody asked me who I was
I’m the greatest man, I said that before I knew I was
That’s what’s important, what really happened before this
When me and my crew was all about this rapper from New Orleans
Singing “walking like a man, finger on the trigger
I got money in my pocket, I’m a uptown nigga, ah”
With fame on my mind, my girl on my nerves
I was pushing myself to get something that I deserve
That was back in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I’m getting back to my ways

People always ask how I got my nice things
Take my crown to the grave, I’m an underground king
I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told
Cause I’m down to spend whatever, lately I’ve been on a roll
And I do it for the city, cause you know the city love a nigga
Do it for the city, cause you know the city love a nigga
Do it for the city, cause you know the city love a nigga
Do it for the city (UGK, fuck these other niggas)

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I need that romance, sometimes I need that pole dance
Sometimes I need that stripper that’s gon’ tell me that she don’t dance
Tell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound good
Do me like the women from my town would
Leather with that woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood floors
Talking all the good things, that’s all I’m really good for
Memphis, Tennessee no, see I start to go deep back
And Ridge Crest with my seat back with Yo Gotti and E-Mack
And these niggas got them diamonds glowing in they mouth
And they rockin’ furs like it’s snowing in the south
And every pretty girl tell me that’s the shit that she like
So why am I in class if this is who I’m trying to be like
So I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to fade
As soon I realize that turning papers in won’t get me paid
And if I don’t do nothing, I’mma ball
I’m counting all day like a clock on the wall
Yeah, I need that, making major changes to the life I’m living
I had no choice, I had to prove I made the right decisions
That was back in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I’m getting back to my ways


Drake Feat. Birdman – We’ll Be Fine Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, never thoughts of suicide, I’m too alive
But I still treat it likes it’s do or die
Even though dying isn’t in the plans
But neither was making it and here I am
In the Presidential — do you like your new room?
Always presidential and tonight’s no blue moon
Since I saw Aaliyah’s precious life go too soon
She deserve the credit for how I’m about to get it
That’s why I got a new dumb thing moving through the street, got a new condo, move it to the beach
Heard Nicki just bought a brand new crib, goddamn, man, she’s beauty and the beast (Lord)
Seems like yesterday that I was up and coming
Still so young that I ain’t had enough of nothing

The fam here, the drink here
The girls here?
Well, fuck, let’s get it then

I’m trying to let go of the past
Should we make this one a double, you ain’t even gotta ask, Ahh
Because it’s hard to say no (say no)
Yeah, it gets hard to say no

Are you down, are you down? Yeah, you all the way down, everytime
Am I down, am I down? Yeah, I’m all the way down, We’ll be fine
Are you down, are you down? Yeah, you all the way down, everytime
Am I down, am I down? Yeah, I’m all the way down, We’ll be fine

[Verse 2]
Used to make us proud — we had dreams of getting bigger, man
Loved you until now, but now I’m the nigga, man
You keep talking that, “You was this and you had this”
And you deserve some fucking credit how did anyone forget it
Got a show up in your city, yo girl is in the line
And the line around the corner, it’s my motherfucking time
You should take it as a sign, man I got it right now
I wouldn’t doubt it cause these bitches all about it right now
Let’s be real about this shit, can I take you home?
Or come to where you stay? Do you live on your own?
I heard you got your ways, I never would have known
She said, “you’re such a dog”, I said, “you’re such a bone.”
I’ve been everywhere, where you know me from?
These days women give it to me like they owe me one
But they crave attention, though, they always saying, “show me some”
But girl you ain’t the only one that’s trying to be the only one
At least I admit that, if you get that, and you with that
Then, fuck, let’s get it then


Yeah! Drizzy, yo’ turn, nigga!
Take Care of the business, nigga (shine on these niggas)
Give these niggas the business, nigga!
Kill spray anything in the way, nigga, fuck ‘em, we don’t love ‘em!
Yeah, it’s just that Uptown gangsta shit
Toronto, stand up for one of the realest niggas
Drizzy, with the realest flow, y’know?
Toast to this gangsta shit, fellas
OVO YMCMB (believe that!)
Yeah, you understand me?
Playing with these motherfucking millions like they ain’t nothing
Throwin’ hundreds, rubber band stacks
That YMCMB shit, nigga; flashy lifestyle
One hundred

Drake – Shot For Me Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I can see it in your eyes, you’re angry
Regret got shit on what you’re feeling now
Mad cause he ain’t like me
Oh you mad cause nobody ever did it like me
All the care I would take, all the love that we made
Now you’re trying to find somebody to replace what I gave to you
It’s a shame you didn’t keep it:
Alisha, Catya, I know that you gon’ hear this
I’m the man, yeah I said it
Bitch, I’m the man, don’t you forget it
The way you walk, that’s me
The way you talk, that’s me
The way you’ve got your hair up, did you forget that’s me?
And the voice in your speaker right now that’s me
That’s me, and the voice in your ear
That’s me, can’t you see
That I made it? Yeah, I made it
First I made you who you are and then I made it
And you’re wasted with your latest
Yeah, I’m the reason why you always getting faded

Take a shot for me

[Verse 2]
Ok, look, I’m honest. Girl, I can’t lie, I miss you
You and the music were the only things that I’d commit to
I never cheated, for the record, back when I was with you
But you believed in everything but me, girl, I don’t get you
She says I know you changed
I never see you cause you’re always busy doing things
I really wish she had a different way of viewing things
I think the city that we’re from just kinda ruined things
It’s such a small place: not much to do but talk and listen
The men are jealous and the women all in competition
And all your friends telling you stories that you often misinterpret
And taint all your images of your “Mr. Perfect”
I could tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer
Praying for your happiness, hope that you recover
This is one I know you hated when you heard it
And it’s worse because you know that I deserve it

Take a shot for me

May your neighbors respect you
Trouble neglect you, angels protect you
And heaven accept you..

Drake Feat. Chantal Kreviazuk – Over My Dead Body Lyrics

[Hook: Chantal Kreviazuk]
How I’m feeling, it doesn’t matter
Cause you know I’m okay
And still, I ask myself, “Why do you worry?”
When you know I’m the sameExplain
I know, I know you don’t love me, baby
They’re trying to take you away from me
Only over my dead body…

[Verse 1]
I think I killed everybody in the game last year, man
Fuck it, I was on though
And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at a strip club (mm-mm)
Fuck it, I was wrong though
Shout out all to all my niggas living tax free
Nowadays it’s six figures when they tax me
Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some
Long as the outcome is income
You know I want it all and then some
Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim some
Shots came, I don’t know where they was sent from
Probably some bad hoes I’m ’bout to take the hint from
Yeah, you know me well, nigga
I mean you ain’t the only real nigga
They got me on these white women like Seal, nigga
Slave to the pussy but I’m just playing the field, nigga
Are these people really discussing my career again?
Asking if I’ll be going platinum in a year again?
Don’t I got the shit the world wanna hear again?
Don’t Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in?
Man all of your flows bore me: paint drying
And I don’t ever be trippin off of what ain’t mine
And I be hearing the shit you say through the grapevine
But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time
Yeah…It’s been that way from the beginning
I just been playing, I ain’t even even notice I was winning
And this is the only sound you should fear
Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright


[Verse 2]
You say I’m old news, well who the new star?
Cause if I’m going anywhere, it’s probably too far
Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the States
Used half of the money to beat my brother’s case
Red wine over Fed time
And shout out to the niggas that’s doing dead time
Shout out to the bitches there when it’s bedtime
And fuck you to the niggas that think it’s their time
Yeah, don’t make me take your life apart, boy
You and whoever the fuck gave you your start boy
Oh, you wanna be a motherfucking funny guy?
Don’t make me break your Kevin Hart, boy
Yeah.. it’s whatever
You know, feeling good – living better
I think maybe I was numb to it last year
But you know I feel it now more than ever
My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay
Second album, I’m back paving the way
The backpackers are back on the bandwagon
Like this was my comeback season back, back in the day
And I met your baby moms last night
We took a picture together, I hope she frames it!
And I was drinking at the Palms last night
And ended up losing everything that I came with
Feel like I’ve been here before, huh?
I still got 10 years to go, huh?
And this is the only sound you should fear
Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is all right


Three in the morning still going down…

Drake Feat. Kendrick Lamar – Buried Alive Lyrics

Looking in the mirror I’m embarrassed
I’m feeling like a suicidal terrorist
React like an infant whenever you are mentioned
Mind over matter never worked for my nemesis
I’m in the matter of man arm wrestling hands
I was dope when I said the music business was all I needed
When I got it I was greeted by an alien
That said last year that she slept with a canadian
That gave him an addiction
That would keep him in Mercedes Benz
Bright lights and Rhianna as a lady friend
My vice is similar women love when your my type
And you win it from everything that your palm write
Put her in the Palms Hotel, sin city
Devil in a dress, Platinum Channel
Live the ambiance all cause the audiance
One day said I would do it
So instead of a verse being read
Ima go ‘n get some head off the strength of my music
I tell a bad bitch your ass too fat
Capitalize That, and you weave look good
With the indian tracks
Tracking device on your used 5 series
I don’t call back just blame it on your Canadian
The same day we say were in the area cruisin’ in Toronto
Hit me on the cellular, thought he was gonna sell me a false word
Like the rappers I know
Sat down with a few drinks, located where you can’t see us
A white waitress on standby when we need her
A black maybach 40 pulled up G
No doors all that nigga was missing was Aaliyah
Felt like the initiation
A reality living in the matrix
We talk casualy about the industry
And how the women be the tastemakers for the shit we makin’
Then he said that he was the same age as myself
And it didn’t help cuz it made me even more rude and impatient
So blame it on mr OVOXO, the reason why I’m breathing on the vanity I know
The reason why my best friend said she love me more than life
But I live a double life and need to let her go
The reason was the highlight was when he said
You alone to the people till you outside
So dig a shovel full of money, full of power, full of pussy, full of fame
And bury yourself alive, then I died

Drake Feat Lil Wayne – HYFR (Hell Ya F*ckin Right) Lyrics

Gotta do what I gotta do

[Verse 1]
All my exes live in Texas like I’m George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled
By some random nigga that live in Atlanta
That she only see when she feels obligated
Admitted it to me the first time we dated
But she was no angel, and we never waited
I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck
So we took it to go, told them don’t even plate it
And we never talk too much after I blew up
Just only “hello” or a “happy belated”
And I think I text her and told her I made it
And that’s when she text me and told me she prayed it
And that’s when I text her and told her I love her
Then right after texted and told her I’m faded
She asked what have I learned since getting richer
I learned working with the negatives could make for better pictures
I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture
Even though it’s fucked up, girl I’m still fucking with ya
Damn, is it the fall, time for me to revisit the past
It’s women to call, there’s albums to drop, there’s liquor involved
There’s stories to tell, we been through it all
Interviews are like confessions
Get the fuck up out my dressing room, confusing me with questions like

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Do you love this shit? Are you high right now? Do you ever get nervous?
Are you single? I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?
You getting money? You think them niggas you with is with you?
And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, fuckin’ right, fuckin’ right, alright
And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, fuckin’ right, fuckin’ right, alright

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
So much for being optimistic, they say love is in the air, so I
Hold my breath until my face turn purple, keep a few bad bitches in my circle
My nuts hang like ain’t no curfew, bitch, if you wave, then I will surf you
I flew jet, she flew commercial but we still met later that night
After my session, she came over, I was aggressive and she was sober
I gave her pills, she started confessing and started undressing and ask me to hold her
And so I did, but that was last month and now she’s texting me asking for closure
Damn, she say this shit gon’ catch up to me, I keep tissue paper
We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table
She say she hate that she love me and she wish I was average
Shit, sometimes I wish the same and I wish she wasn’t married
Promises, I hope I never break ‘em
Met a female dragon, had a fire conversation
But, interviews are like confessions
Get the fuck up out my bedroom confusing me with questions like


Drake Feat. Rick Ross – Lord Knows Lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross]
All we wanted was opportunity
(Just Blaze!) Lord knows!

[Verse 1: Drake]
It’s your worst nightmare, it’s my first night here
And this girl right here, who knows what she knows?
So I’m going through her phone if she go to the bathroom
And her purse right there, I don’t trust these hoes at all
But that’s just the result of me paying attention
To all these women that think like men with the same intentions
Talking strippers and models that try to gain attention
Even a couple pornstars that I’m ashamed to mention
But Weezy and Stunna my only role models
Haffa and Jordan my only role models
That’s why I walk around with all this gold on
And every time I run into these niggas they want no problems
Bottom sixes and chains, and some bracelets and rings
All of the little accents that make me a king
I never hear the disses they try and point out to me
But it’s whatever if somebody wan’ make it a thing
I’m more concerned with niggas thinkin’ about Christmas in August
Do anything to buy gifts for they daughters
Get some shake, a brick in the press
And chef it like Mrs. Fields; they’re making the cookie stretch
I know it so well, I know the hustle so well
Stunt like I’m working overnighters right by the motel
Drug money outfit, record clean
Spend it all on me and my fuckin’ team
Matchin’ Rollies for real, matchin’ Rovers for real
Places they say they’ve been, we’ve actually going for real
I’m really killin’ shit, fuck all the jiggy rapping
I’m going trigga happy just to see my niggas happy
Mixtape legend, underground kings
Lookin’ for the right way to do the wrong things
With my new bitch that’s living in Palm Springs
Young ass nigga, lifelong dreams
They take the greats from the past and compare us
I wonder if they’d ever survive in this era
In a time where it’s recreation
To pull all your skeletons out the closet like Halloween decorations
I know of all the things that I hear they be poking fun at
Never the flow though, they know I run that
Fuck you all, I claim that whenever
I change rap forever, the game back together, yeah
YM, I remain that forever
In the same place my brother Wayne at forever
I’m a descendent of either Marley or Hendrix
I haven’t figured it out cause my story is far from finished
I’m hearing all of the jokes, I know that they tryna push me
I know that showin’ emotion don’t ever mean I’m a pussy
Know that I don’t make music for niggas who don’t get pussy
So those are the ones I count on to diss me or overlook me
Lord knows, Lord knows, I’m heavy, I got my weight up
Roberson boost your rate up, it’s time that somebody paid up
A lot of niggas came up off of a style that I made up
But if all I hear is me, then who should I be afraid of?
Bought a white Ghost, now shit is gettin’ spooky
Very, very scary, like shit you see in the movies
In this bitch all drinks on the house like Snoopy
That’s why all the real soldiers salute me
Trill nigga, for real

[Interlude: Rick Ross]
You know I love this
YOLO, you only live once
I’m going so hard my nigga, I swear homie
Everyday is another opportunity to reach that goal

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I fell in love with the pen, started fucking the ink
The hustle’s an art, I painted what I would think
Still allergic to broke, prescription straight to the paper
Destined for greatness, but got a place in Jamaica
Villa on the water with the wonderful views
Only fat nigga in the sauna with Jews
Went and got a yacht, I’m talkin’ Carnival cruise
And these niggas talking like hoes, they mad they not in my shoes
It’s the red bottom boss, came to buy the bar
Every bi-week, shit, I’m bound to buy a car
Murder-cedes Benz or that bubble double R
Headlights flicking, looking like a falling star
Everyday them hammers bang, whipping yay like Anna Mae
I run the game but the ladies think I’m running game
Mink coats make your woman wanna fornicate
Rozay and Drake, I’m getting cake, nothing short of great

Drake Feat. The Weeknd – Crew Love Lyrics

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Take your nose off my keyboard
What you bothering me for?
There’s a room full of niggas
What you following me for?
This ain’t no fucking sing-along
So, girl, what you singing for?
It’s cause we blowing like a C4
Got my whole crew blowing like a C4
20, keep the bar rolling
Fake ID’s in the trash, we going
Straight to the top, rooftop glows
With a hand full of girls and they all so foreign
Brain so poisoned, rainbows flowing
Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland
A whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland
A whole lotta cash coming straight from Poland, why? Cause

They loving the crew

[Verse 2: Drake]
Smoking weed under star projectors
I guess we’ll never know what Harvard gets us
But seeing my family have it all
Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall
And really, I think I like who I’m becoming
There’s times where I might do it just to do it like it’s nothing
There’s times when I might blow like 50k on a vacation
For all my soldiers just to see the looks on all they faces
All it took was patience
I got a lotta friends to come up off the strip for me
The same ones that’ll come up off the hip for me
The realest niggas say your lyrics do shit for me
I told my story, and made history
Tell them I’mma need reservations for 20
I’ve never really been one for the preservation of money, nah
Much rather spend it all while I’m breathing
That OVO and that XO is everything you believe in, I know


Cause we blowing like a C4
Got my whole crew blowing like a C4
(If you broadcast swag, nigga, we the news in your city)