Ransom Lyrics - Drake

Yea, Drizzy baby 

You already know who it is 

It's the first time I'm high 

It's the first time I smoked in like 3 months 

I'm sorry mama, I had to do it to them 

40 I see you 

O, I see you homie 

I stay late tonight right? 

You know what happen when I stay late 

Yea, Boy wonder 

I swear it's like this every single time 

Toronto I got you 

I got us 

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I'm a hard guy to get along with 

Get on a song with 

When shit be going right, well I just flip it to the wrong shit 

The team that I belong to 

The artists I put on with 

Don't ever ask for nothing cause them niggas got their own shit 

Me and Weezy are like a mouth of hot peppers 

Black Ferrari with the red seats, I call it "playing checkers" 

I'm never doing verses, I'm forever giving lectures 

If you trying to meet with money I'll be happy to connect ya 

Life is better than it's ever been 

Scheduling million-dollar meetings with the President 

Someone cut the lights on! Where is Thomas Edison? 

Got a a new condo, watch me as I settle in 

I deserve a MTV show for me and my people 

And if you trying to zone, I got a whole Swisher Sweet full 

Rappers are liars and their women are deceitful 

Add until they subtract me, I'll never be your equal 

Last Place Drizzy is the nigga in the lead now 

Weezy told me just write every single thing you need down 

And he got it for me and I'm as happy can be now 

Bout to start ballin' like I'm coming off a rebound 

Yea, and I should have the most bragging rights 

Because the nigga spit crack, bag it tight 

Hate when rappers say they trying to get their swagger right 

Cause I dunn came on more fire than a dragon fight 

Fuck you pussy ass hater you should do you 

You ain't heard of me then you should go and get a Blue's Clue? 

Oops! I mean a red clue 

Wayne's here, Soo-woo! 

Bet he felt like the end of a pool cue 

But I ain't banging, I ain't waving no flag 

I'm ATF but they ain't seeing no badge 

It's Heartbreak Drake I hate to see him so sad 

I can son you, see a little me in your dad 

I'm the same yellow boy that used to play up on the Degrassi 

Can pocket 20 thousand to be anywhere they ask me 

Cash like Johnny, Banks like Ashley 

Burnin' like a Camel Light; stupid ho, ash me 

But don't ask me shit about me 

And no the game really ain't shit without me 

She might have to pay me but I dick her down free 

Wanna know if it's the truth then pull the zipper down and see 

No homo though 

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Yea, um, I'm going in! 

Drizzy I got us, this is my promise 

Ima bring the barrel to them bitches eyeliners 

And what I make up, will fuck up your skin 

I pick buck up and buck-buck then buck-buck again 

I will butt-fuck your friend 

Then suck up her twin 

I put the buck-up to him 

Then buck-buck and buck-buck and buck-buck again 

Suck nut, you duck, fuck your unloving kin 

Now don't rub it in 

Like Lubriderm on a new tattoo I had to 

Kick my princess up out my castle 

Dad, who? Never had that dude 

Always had a black tool 

Even when I was at school 

Cause bullies aren't bullet-proof 

Red scarf, hoody too 

Probably ain't as hood as you 

Stupid motherfucker the only thing in the hood is you 

I do everything as good as you no I do everything better 

I get paid for everything for every letter, A-B-C, et cetera 

Fetch a bone. Like a dog motherfucker I am going for your neck 

In a sec, intercept 

Bring it back like work in a trunk 

And my exit coming up, yo I am heading to the buck like 

Buck-Buck again. Might fly to L.A and just fuck Karrine 

Nahh fuck Karrine! Lets get bucks again, and fuckin' spend 

Them bucks and then, just fuck Karrine 

If I told you I'mma do it, I did it 

Got my city on my fitted 

Bout to pop a lets get it 

Lets get it motherfucker whatcha waitin on 

It is bout a minute past pissed and I'm about to get shitted 

I'm with it if money is the it you want me with 

And I prolly just spit on the chick you won't be wit 

And I hate a boney bitch only like em only thick 

And I own hip-hop, if you don't spit I'm gon' evict 

And I just sold a lot of property to a buyer 

And I think his name was kinda like Drake Drizzy Rogers 

Or Drizzy Drake Rogers I'm too busy to play father 

And when it comes to the game I'm too willing to play harder 

So harder I go, there he go 

They chant MVP when I shoot a free throw 

C.E.O., Jas what it do 

The haters are there facing and their ass is a shoe 

Faster than you, badder than you 

Radder than you, et cetera 

I told ya, I get paid by the letter like 

A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q-R-S-T-U-V-W-X-Y 

ZZ Top, yes we rock 

And me and Drizzy both wrote on Detox 

That was just a foot note 

How long can he could go 

Wondering when he stop 

Bitch when the beat stop 

So I'mma keep rockin' to the sheet rock bend 

Then the heat I send burn skin