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Drake

Genres: Hip-Hop

The Language (chris Rishard Remix) Lyrics - Drake

Yeah 

Yeah Yeah 

Yeah Yeah 

Yeah Yeah 

 

Yeah Yeah 

Look Look 

I don't know why they've been lying but your shit is not that inspiring 

Bank account statements just look like I'm ready for early retirement 

Fuck any nigga that's talkin' that shit just to get a reaction 

Fuck going platinum, I looked at my wrist and it's already platinum 

I am the kid with the motor mouth 

 

I am the one that you should worry about 

 

I don't know who you're referring to, who is this nigga you heard about? 

Someone just talking that bullshit, man someone just gave you the run-around 

 

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Niggas downplaying the money but that's what you do when the money down 

I don't waste time putting money down 

 

I just go straight to who got it and buy it in cash 

Pussy so good that you gotta come see me on tour 

And you gotta fly in first class 

This has been years in the making, it's all for the city 

They know I come right every summer 

 

Cash Money Records forever 

I'm always big timing, bitch, I came up right under Stunna 

You know it 

 

Jealousy in the air tonight, I could tell 

I will never understand that but oh well 

Been ready, it's real, I don't know about you 

She just want to smoke and fuck I said "Girl, that's all that we do" 

 

Okay, now you're talking my language 

Now you're talking my language 

Now you're talking my language 

 

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Now you're talking my language 

Been ready, it's real, I don't know about you 

She just want to smoke and fuck I said "Girl, that's all that we do" 

I'm about to roll one and light it and fuck it man, no one's invited 

I got to kill off the weak shit that's got all you niggas excited 

 

I can't even listen, you whylin', I'd much rather sit here in silence 

I send all my money to banks in the islands and eat with Italians, I do 

People are funny you don't even know about the shit that I been through 

I just want some head in a comfortable bed, it could all be so simple 

Talking that shit with your back to me, just know it always get back to me 

Come get your girl, she been here for three days 

And she way too attached to me 

Hate when they get too attached to me 

I got to get on the bus and get back on the road 

Get what I can out the country 

And then I just get on the jet and go back to the cold 

Can't even drive with the top off 

Been workin' so hard on the album I missed the whole summer 

I just might bring in some girls from Miami 

To heat up the city and that's word to Stunna 

You know it 

Jealousy in the air tonight, I could tell 

I will never understand that but oh well 

Been ready, it's real, I don't know about you 

She just want to smoke and fuck I said "Girl, that's all that we do" 

Okay, now you're talking my language 

Now you're talking my language 

Now you're talking my language 

Now you're talking my language 

Been ready, it's real, I don't know about you 

She just want to smoke and fuck I said "Girl, that's all that we do" 

Famous and dangerous 

You understand me? 

Showtime, headlines 

Big time, sunshine, tote nines 

Bust mines, flatline, hard grind 

High life, stay fly as jet time 

Stunt nigga, every time you see a nigga 

Stunt nigga, every time you see a nigga 

Stunt nigga, swag on head to feet nigga 

Stunt nigga... 

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