Drake - Free Spirit ft. Rick Ross

[ "Take Care" album by Drake - Release Date: November 15, 2011 ]

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Tat my name on you girls so I know it's real
Tat my fuckin' name on you so I know it's real!

[Verse 1: Drake]
Tell a bad bitch, "Girl let's go hang!"
You know me: rolex, gold chain
Fuck y'all young niggas, XO gang
Get so drunk you forget your name
Incense burning
Smoking out to my own shit
Got black wood in my white Range
I'm taking off when that light Change
I'm Drizzy Drake to my old bitches
Voodoo Child to my new hoes
I miss this and I want it back
So I'm all in with these new flows
New flows got new flows
Rap is stress, but it pays great
Pimp flows and screw flows
My shit is sounding like Rae tapes
Lemme go on and hit that cup
One time for a nigga, hit that roll
These days keep going by too fast
Give me anything to make shit go slow
Money in my safe but I'm living dangerous
They told me shit would change
But I don't really see any change in us

[Hook - Drake]
Tat my name on you so I know it's real
Tat my fuckin name on you so I know it's real
I know it hurts, but I ain't tryna hear it
Cause when I'm not around
I still be there in spirit
You'll still be mine
You'll still be mine
Tat my fuckin name on you when I go
You'll still be mine
I'll still be yours
Tat my fuckin name on you, let em know
You love the boy, wassup

[Rick Ross]
I fondle the money, fornicate with a fortune
I play with her mind, she masturbate in my Porsche
Simple love, simple math
Her chest nice, not a wrinkle in her ass
Puffing purple hash, welcome to my power circle
Sucker free no snitching
And we know when cowards working
Rolls Royce rolling
Rolls gold Rollies
NBA accountants, amounts, they getting unholy
My mama still praying for the Rubberband Man
When them wheels land, Travis Parker drums playing
Tap dance to my drum roll
I love a bitch that know to keep me one roll..
MADE MEN
[Hook - Drake]

I don't have to work in the morning
So I always stay for one more
Fuck what they say, I'm telling you
There's no side-effects, I'm sure
Went from driving up with some old shit
To drivers opening doors
This my town if you need something
Just ask for it, it's yours
If you ask for it, it's done
I could Western Union some money
Get your passport and income
You'll meet everybody I know
First it might seem like a lie
But they all playing they roll
Put that on everything that I got
And all I care about is my city, man
I can't say it enough
I dunn heard things about you
They can't say about us
I just hold it down for my side
I just hold it down for my set
I just give everybody a piece of this
And make due with what's left
Yeah I do this shit to the death
Yeah I do this shit til I'm gone
I told you it's our world
You fools thinking I'm wrong
Stop asking how the fucking needle feel
Tat my fuckin name on you
Let these niggas know it's real
Wassup..

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• Rick Ross