Sandra's Rose (ovo Sound Version) Lyrics - Drake

Yeah, no more, no more 

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby 

Yeah, no more, no more 

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh 

Yeah 

Niggas see the crib and ask who did I steal from 

Price tags on makin' the world feel some 

They don't have enough to satisfy a real one 

Maverick Carter couldn't even get the deal done 

Niggas scared to come towards us, gotta run from us 

Louisville hush money for my young gunners 

Rick Pitino, I take 'em to strip clubs and casinos 

Stack of c-notes get all you niggas scratched like Preemo 

Worms, I just opened up a can of those 

My mother had a flower shop, but I was Sandra's Rose 

Two girls that I rope like Indiana Jones 

I make them hoes walk together like I'm Amber Rose 

Yeah, fuck that, I got to up the ante 

California girls sweeter than pieces of candy 

Had me all in Nipsey hood to go link up with Sammy 

Type of hood where bandanas make niggas a family 

Head on a swivel, I could shoot but I could never dribble 

Life too short, I gotta get it 'fore they blow the whistle 

My uncle tryna change my energy with stones and crystals 

But it's gon' take more than that for me to control my issues 

I wasn't made for no casket or no prison cell 

Every title doin' numbers like I'm Miss Adele 

Sandra knows I pulled us out of a livin' hell 

I'm the chosen one, flowers never pick themselves 

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No more, no more 

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, yeah 

No more, no more 

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh 

Niggas want a classic, that's just ten of these 

Crime family like the Genovese, you don't want drama, capisc'? 

My house is full of supermodels just like Mohamed Hadid 

I take this shit too serious, you niggas my comic relief 

I find it funny how I keep on talkin' and commas increase 

I'm standin' at the top of where you niggas are climbin' to reach 

I even got my very own initials inscribed on my sheets 

Subtle reminders are key, jeez! 

Spoiler alert: the second act is tragic 

And everyone that wants the worst for me's askin' what happened 

Backstabbed so many times, I started walkin' backwards 

Like Charlamagne, I see the light and see the darkest patches 

Bury me and I'll be born again 

I walk in godly form amongst the mortal men 

I got some real demons across the border fence 

And made a note of the mistakes we can't afford again 

Like I said, can of worms and I'm the early bird 

Niggas want to hang, but I'm too busy doin' dirty work 

Hit 'em back and say we'll link up on the 33rd 

When I say that they cursin' me it ain't dirty words 

Church of Pentecost, Holy Spirit synagogue 

I don't know who's protectin' me, but we hit it off 

Sandra's rose, no wonder they tryna' pick me off 

I guess you gotta show these niggas who you really are 

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No more, no more 

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, yeah 

No more, no more 

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh