Drake "Grammys" Слова песни

Grammys

[Intro: Drake]Yeah, yeahYeah, yeahJheeze, yeahRight, look, look

[Verse 1: Drake]Tell me how you really feelTell me how you really feelI would ask you what's the dealBut you don't even got a dealMost niggas with a dealCouldn't make a greatest hitsY'all a whole lot of thingsBut you still ain't thisI don't know no oneThat could tell me what to doHeard you never claimed the hoodHear the hood claimed youThat can't sit wellOh well, ship sailedStill mine, all mineCosign, cosignI pull up in yachts so big that they try to hit me with boat finesHype Williams, Big Pimpin'Yeah, Just like the old timesSame niggas from the old daysLot of sides on the same sideOVO we a gold mineBut I'm goin' gold in no timeDoing plat, plat onlyBoys better back off meHall of fame, hall of fameLike I'm shirt off, like I'm shirt offLike I'm shirt off shortyWhole city goin' crazy, whole city goin' crazyTop 5 no debatingTop 5, top 5, top 5And the whole city rave meAnd I'm back inside a matrixAnd I said that we would make itAim squad with some traitorsKnew my niggas from the basementThis ain't no metal-on-the-way shitWe done really put some days in

[Interlude: Future]Hey why you so excited? You know what I'm sayin'?What happened?Did you win the grammy? God damnYou acting like you fucking won a trophy and shitThis nigga turnt the fuck up

[Hook: Future]They gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammySwervin' out the PanoramicI'm hangin' out, they can't stand meThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyI'm showin' out, they can't stand meI'm showin out, they can't stand meI'm swervin' off, they can't stand meI'm err off, can't stand meThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a Grammy

[Verse 2: Future]Gonna peel off like a banditI'm noddin' off on a XanaxGet pissed off, start airin' itGet a head start, ain't friendlyI stand out, I don't blend inWhen I say that I meant thatI don't want to talk to you has-beensI don't want features or ad-libsI don't want features or nothin'You can't even get on my guest listThey wan't me to go to the Met GalaI want a Percocet and a gallonThat Actavis Hi-Tech it don't matterWe sittin' right on the courtsideI know the players on both sideI'm cashin' out, fuck a cosignI wear the chain like a bowtieI wear the ring like a fo'-fiveKeep a fo'-five for the poor guysBlack tints, low profileCelebratin' everyday cause I'm really really fresh out the coke houseCountin' up every single day'Bout to bring a whole 'nother whip out

[Hook: Future]They gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammySwervin' out the PanoramicI'm hangin' out, they can't stand meThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyI'm showin' out, they can't stand meI'm showin' out, they can't stand meI'm swervin' off, they can't stand meI'm err off, can't stand meThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a GrammyThey gon' think I won a Grammy

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