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Versuri Drake – Pain 1993 ft. Playboi Carti lyrics

Pain 1993 versuri Drake, Playboi Carti

Ayy
N*ggas ain’t gotta respect
N*ggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death (Codeine)
Hype Williams Lil’ X
If you don’t say it direct
Could give a f*ck ayy yeah yeah

I put some ice on her hand
I let her take an advance
Shit wasn’t goin’ as planned
I put that shit in the van
She gotta move with her friend
Heard she went back to her man
Give a f*ck ayy
I just put a Wagen in the driveway you know I did
When I shoot my shot it’s the Kawhi way it’s goin’ in
Me and lil’ Sicko sittin’ sideways breakin’ tens
Used to be an antisocial n*gga now I’m makin’ friends
I just got a mansion out in Turks and it’s a beachfront (Okay)
If she’s bringin’ four friends I know I’ll hit at least one (Okay slatt slatt slatt slatt)
Got ’em all tannin’ by the pool and they greased up (Okay)
Police in my city man I keep they pockets greased up (Okay)
Me and Capo tryna leave our mark and peace the East up
Ain’t nobody makin’ too much money off the beef stuff (Okay)
But I beef a rapper ’cause I’m never with the sweet stuff
Shawty came from Mexico she know she got the sweet stuff (Yeah yeah yeah you know)

Ayy (Beep beep beep)
N*ggas ain’t gotta respect
N*ggas just gotta accept (‘Cept)
I put that top left (Ayy)
I love my crodie to death (Codeine)
Hype Williams Lil’ X (Beep)
If you don’t say it direct (Beep)
Could give a f*ck ayy yeah yeah

Racks all in my jeans and they Raf Simons (Racks in my jeans okay)
Diamonds all in my teeth I called up the dentist yeah (Okay)
Got a Goyard bag I threw them racks in it (My racks yeah)
Every time I’m home you know I whip the Bentley (Yeah yeah yeah)
I just threw these pills in my cup yeah yeah (Just threw these pills uh)
Shawty just pulled up just to get f*cked (Shawty just pulled up)
I only want top yeah for sure (Only want top)
And I know I’m on top but I want more (Okay)
Remember I used to sleep on the floor (With my oh yeah)
Now every day I rock Christian Dior (Okay Yohji)
Now every day I gotta pour me a four (Lean lean lean lean)
Now every day I gotta pour me a four (Lean lean lean lean okay)
I spent a hundred K last night in New York (Yeah yeah)
I spent a hundred K the next day I was bored (Okay okay yeah)
That Lam’ truck got numbers on the board (Okay get it)
Yeah she keep textin’ my phone I’ma ignore (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah (Oh yeah yeah yeah)

Ayy (Yeah)
N*ggas ain’t gotta respect
N*ggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death (Codeine)
Hype Williams Lil’ X
If you don’t say it direct
Could give a f*ck (Okay) ayy yeah yeah

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