Own It Lyrics - Nothing Was The Same - Drake

It's yours 

It's yours 

Yours 

You're still the one that I adore 

Ain't much out there to have feelings for 

Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? 

Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? 

Yours 

A few bottles on the table, a few waters 

It ain't a secret, baby, everybody saw us 

Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? 

Guess whose it is? 

It's yours 

Next time we fuck, I don't wanna fuck, I wanna make love 

Next time we talk, I don't wanna just talk, I wanna trust 

Next time I stand tall I wanna be standin' for you 

And next time I spend I want it all to be for you 

Peakin', I'm peakin', wake up with me this weekend, weekend 

Guess whose it is? 

Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? 

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It's yours 

Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it own it 

Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it I said 

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Own that shit, you own that shit 

Go and 

Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it own it 

Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it I said 

Go own that shit, own that shit 

Own that shit, own that shit 

Go and own that shit, own that shit 

Own that shit, you own that shit 

Go and 

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Niggas talk more than bitches these days 

(Just let that shit sink in) 

Niggas talk more than bitches these days 

Who could get the pussy quicker these days 

Still straight with the weed and the liquor these days 

Cause the new drugs got the kids trippin' these days 

Bunch of journalists been searchin' for a story 

My ex-girl been searchin' for a "sorry" 

Couple bitches tryna have me on the Maury like nigga it's yours 

You should be supportin', but where you been at? On tour, gettin' money 

Y'all don't even really check for me 

You ain't even hit me when that nigga had threats for me, girl 

You don't love me, you just say that shit to get to me, girl 

Cause you got the Batphone and my workline 

You should call 

When the last time you did somethin' for the first time? 

You done done it all, I swear to God 

Niggas talk more than bitches these days 

Got you thinkin' that I'm different these days 

Broken telephone for every single conversation 

By the time it gets to you, shit switches these days 

It's yours, it's your, it's yours, it's-it's always gonna be yours 

Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it own it 

Own it own it own it own it own it own it own it I said 

Go own that shit 

It's yours 

It's yours, own it 

Own it, own it 

Own it own it, baby, own it 

It's yours 

Own that shit, own that shit 

Own that shit