"The Motto" Acoustic Cover / Reprise by Kevin D (with Lyrics) - Drake feat. Lil Wayne [Clean]





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Published on May 17, 2012

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I was wearing headphones to listen to the beat in case I go too fast! :D
btw my throat was messed up from screaming at a concert like a week ago so my voice was just coming back haha :)

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Lyrics :

[Verse 1]
I'm the freakin' man, y'all don't get it, do ya?
Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya
Go Uptown, New York City, bitch
All the girls they follow me like I'm on Twitter
Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami, too
Clubbing hard, meetin women, there ain't much to do
Wrist bling, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still I remain with a thang, ain't shit changed
How you feel how you feel how you feel?
17, sitting on 17 mill
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
Rest in peace, Mac Dre, I'm-a do it for the Bay
Okay, getting paid, I'll holler whenever that stop
My team good, we don't really need a mascot
Tell Tune, "Light one, pass it like a relay"
YMCMB, you fellas more YMCA
Me, Franny, and Mally Mall at the crib-o
Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I'm chillin' with her, I don't really need her
That's how you feel, man? That's really how you feel?
Cause the pimpin ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill
I mean maybe she won't but then again maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real talk, what's up?

Now she want a photo, you already know, though
You only live once: that's the motto, man, YOLO
And we bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin on the bench, man, we don't really play
Every day, every day, screw what anybody say
Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real talk, what's up?

[Verse 2]
One...time? Screw one time
I'm calling fellas out like the umpire
Seven...hunned grand in the trunk
Almost drowned in the money so I found a waterfront
It's Eastside, we in this bitch
Wish a fella would, like a tree in this bitch
And if a leaf fall from a tree in that bitch
That's my MO, add a B to that hit
I'm messed up, tore down
I'm twisted: door knob
Talk stupid? Off with your head!
Dude, money talks, and Mr. Ed
I'm so Young Money
Got a drum on the gun, Energizer bunny
Funny how honey ain't sweet like sugar
Ain't that sweet? Fellas on the street just lookin' like
The girls you see at night
You know what I'm sayin' right?
Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Wut?!

[Hook x2]


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