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Way 2 Sexy Lyrics – Drake ft. Future & Young Thug, is latest English language song sung by Drake. Song ‘Way 2 Sexy’ written by TooDope, TM88, Fred Fairbrass, Richard Fairbrass, Rob Manzoli, Future, Young Thug & Drake and produced by TooDope & TM88

Way 2 Sexy Lyrics

I’m too sexy for my shirt
Too sexy for my shirt
So sexy, it hurts
I’m too sexy for Milan
Too sexy for Milan
New York or Japan

Yeah, woah, woah, woah
I’m too sexy for this syrup
Too sexy for your girl
Too sexy for this world
Too sexy for this ice
Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah

I’m too sexy for this chain
Too sexy for your gang
Too sexy for this fame, yeah, yeah
I’m too sexy for the trap
Too sexy for that cap
Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah

Okay, alright, that’s fine, okay (Okay)
I’m feelin’ too sexy to accept requests (Way too sexy)
And I’m way too sexy to go unprotected (Way too sexy)
And she popped a Tesla, now she goin’ electric
Okay, alright, that’s fine, okay
Think we got too sexy for that metro housin’ (Way too sexy)

Diamond popped out, almost swallowed sixty thousand (Sixty piece)
Section need more tings in here, I like it crowded, ayy (Woah, woah)
Yeah, I like it crowded
Oh, you like the boy? Well, tell me what you like about him
You a turnt up little thotty, ain’t no wife about it
I’ma fuck her friends and send her back to Metro housin’

Yeah, woah, woah, woah
I’m too sexy for this syrup
Too sexy for your girl
Too sexy for this world
Too sexy for this ice
Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah

I’m too sexy for this chain
Too sexy for your gang
Too sexy for this fame, yeah, yeah
I’m too sexy for the trap
Too sexy for that cap
Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

I pop out, get ghost on a bitch, she don’t know where I went (Where I go?)
Pray for all my dogs, all my niggas behind the fence (Prayer)
Drippin’ in it, I be spillin’ in it, new designer gear bicoastal
Pay attention to the detail, goin’ two-tone on a choker
Young niggas always ready to murk somethin’, call them some smokers
Young nigga havin’ motion, he gon’ make sure the car get—

Did a 360 windmill when I left the scene
That’s that action, her best work on her knees
Too sexy for this cash
Too sexy for this syrup
Too sexy for these pills, I’m too sexy for this
I get cash wherever I fly, got bitches sexin’ on me
Money, cars, and all this jewelry make a bitch look sexy
I get cash wherever I fly, got bitches sexin’ on me

Yeah, woah, woah, woah
I’m too sexy for this syrup
Too sexy for your girl
Too sexy for this world
Too sexy for this ice
Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah
I’m too sexy for this chain

Too sexy for your gang
Too sexy for this fame, yeah, yeah
I’m too sexy for the trap
Too sexy for that cap
Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah

Too sexy to count (Ah), fetty (Oh)
My neck baguetty (Hoo)
Red diamonds, spaghetti (Oh)
This paper, I shred it (Yeah)

I swindled, no sweatin’
I saw you (Bitch), beggin’ (Ho)
Goddamn, you petty (Ha)
I ain’t done spending (Yeah)
No penny pinch, I spend it (Spend)
Bags in and out (Let’s get bags)
My man ain’t gon’ steal it (On God)

Hundred bags for her (Hundred bags)
Make these young hoes wish they was rich (Woo)
All-green gators, they look like a switch
Giorgio, I spent twenty-six licks (‘Mani)
I’m too sexy (Yeah)
My neck (Yeah), baguetties
Molest me (Woah), caress me (Woah)
I’ll let you (Ah), todayski (Ski)
I been kickin’ shit (Woah, woah), might need a prosthetic (Yeah)
I pray to the chopper under my pillow, tooth fairy (Woo)

Song Details

Song – Way 2 Sexy
Singer – Drake
Written by – TooDope, TM88, Fred Fairbrass, Richard Fairbrass, Rob Manzoli, Future, Young Thug & Drake
Produced by – TooDope & TM88

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Wants And Needs Lyrics – Drake ft. Lil Baby, is latest English language song sung by Drake and Lil Baby. Song ‘Wants And Needs’ produced by Cardo, Dez Wright & 40 and written by Lil Baby, Cardo, Dez Wright, 40 & Drake

Wants And Needs Lyrics

[Drake:]
(Six)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Leave me out the comments, leave me out the nonsense
Speakin’ out of context, people need some content
Niggas tryna keep up, shit is not a contest
Whippin’ Benz concept
Heaven-sent, God-sent
Least that’s what my mom says
Proof is in the progress, money’s not a object
Busy than a motherfucker, you know how my job get
Barkin’ up the wrong tree, you know how the dogs get
Haven’t fallen off yet, yee
Come with a classic, they come around years later and say it’s a sleeper
The earrings are real, the petty is real, might charge my ex for a feature
Deposit the money to Brenda, LaTisha, or Linda, Felicia
She came for me twice, I didn’t even nut for her once, you know I’m a pleaser
Forty-two millimeter, was made in Geneva
Yeah, I probably should go to Yeshiva, we went to Ibiza
Yeah, I probably should go link with Yeezy, I need me some Jesus
But soon as I started confessin’ my sins, he wouldn’t believe us

Sins, I got sins on my mind
And some M’s, got a lot of M’s on my mind
And my friends, yeah, I keep my friends on my mind
I’m in love, I’m in love with two girls at one time
And they tens, that’s why I got ten on my mind
I got M’s, got a lot of M’s on my mind
And my friends, yeah, I keep my friends on my mind
Should repent, I need me some Jesus in my life
Amen

[Lil Baby:]
I’m from the four, but I love me a threesome
Dior my deleter, she my lil’ secret
He tryna diss me to blow up, I peep it
I can’t respond, we just go at your people
If I left some racks on the bed, you can keep it
This shit gettin’ deeper and deeper, I dig it
My shovel wasn’t bent, I was broke, had to fix it
A shark in the water, you swim with the lil’ fishes
I hit today, by tomorrow, she miss it
I grab her neck, she look up, then I kiss it
I’m not a GOAT, but I fit the description
I like to pour, so I get the prescription
We walk around with them bands in our britches
This gun ain’t gon’ jam, when I blow, I ain’t missin’
I’m droppin’ hit after hit, I’m just chillin’
But I’ll send a hit while I chill with my children
Bigger the business, the bigger the office
I fucked ’round and found me a swag, then I caught up
They call for my artists, they makin’ me offers
I don’t even bargain, I’ll start from the bottom
I lost a Ferrari, Las Vegas, Nevada
I woke up the followin’ day and went harder
I’m crackin’ my shell now, they see that I’m smarter
I gotta get money, I love to get charter
I gave her four Birkins and one’s for her daughter
I can’t let ’em down, walk around with my guard up
I’m screamin’ out “YOLO,” yeah, that’s still the motto
I know I be on some shit that they ain’t thought of

[Drake:]
Sins, I got sins on my mind
And some M’s, got a lot of M’s on my mind
And my friends, yeah, I keep my friends on my mind
I’m in love, I’m in love with two girls at one time
And they tens, that’s why I got ten on my mind
I got M’s, got a lot of M’s on my mind
And my friends, yeah, I keep my friends on my mind
Should repent, I need me some Jesus in my life
Amen

Song Details

Song – Wants And Needs
Singer – Drake and Lil baby
Produced by – Cardo, Dez Wright & 40
Written by – Lil Baby, Cardo, Dez Wright, 40 & Drake
Label – OVO Sound & Republic Records

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What’s Next Lyrics – Drake, is latest English language song sung by Drake. Song ‘What’s Next’ produced by Maneesh & Supah Mario and written by Maneesh, Supah Mario & Drake

What’s Next Lyrics

Ayy, woah
Ayy, ayy
Yeah
I’m makin’ a change today
The liquor been takin’ the pain away
I heard you was givin’ your chain away
That’s kinda like givin’ your fame away
What’s wrong with you?
I sit in a box where the owners do
A boss is a role that I’ve grown into

I love you to death but I told you the truth
I can’t just be with you and only you
Yeah, I got one, Virgil got one and that there is the only two
Man, how many times have I shown improvement?
How many nights I been, woah
Swervin’ them potholes
Not tryna fuck up the wheels on the road, okay

Funny how life goes
He thought he was sick, now he wipin’ his nose, okay
Soon as you give ’em your soul
You blow up and they say you sellin’ your soul, okay
They want my life exposed
They wanna know about the highs and lows
Well, summer, all I did was rest, okay?

And New Year’s, all I did was stretch, okay?
And Valentine’s Day, I had sex, okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy

We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen
I’m makin’ a change today
The liquor been takin’ the pain away
I heard you was givin’ your chain away
That’s kinda like givin’ your fame away
What’s wrong with you?

I sit in a box where the owners do
A boss is a role that I’ve grown into
I love you to death but I told you the truth
I…
Ayy, yeah
I got one, lawyer got one and that there is the only two
Man, how many times have I told you the truth?
Man, how many nights I been, woah

Swervin’ them potholes
Not tryna fuck up the wheels or fuck up the deals
I’m posted in Stockholm
It’s me, the owls and the twins, it’s only the real
I’m movin’ way too humble
Weezy had handed it off, I still got no fumbles
I’m on the hot one hundo, numero uno
This one ain’t come with a bundle

I’m in the Wynn, a million in chocolate chips
And that’s just how my cookie crumble
I put a skirt on a whip and a crown on the six
But there’s no need to dress up the numbers
Ayy, ayy, yeah
But I guess they must have they reasons
They wanna know how I’m livin’ my day-to-day life in the regular season

Well, summer, all I did was rest, okay?
And New Year’s, all I did was stretch, okay?
And Valentine’s Day, I had sex, okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy, ayy

We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen
I’m makin’ a change today
The liquor been takin’ the pain away
I heard you was givin’ your chain away
That’s kinda like givin’ your fame away
What’s wrong with you?
I sit in a box where the owners do
A boss is a role that I’ve grown into
I love you to death but I told you the truth
I…

Song Details

Song – What’s Next
Singer – Drake
Produced by – Maneesh, Supah Mario
Written by – Maneesh, Supah Mario & Drake
Label – Republic Records & OVO Sound

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Laugh Now Cry Later Lyrics – Drake ft. Lil Durk, is latest English song sung by Drake from his 6th Studio Album ‘Certified Lover Boy’. Song ‘Laugh Now Cry Later’ written by G. Ry, Yung Exclusive, Roget Chahayed, Cardo, Lil Durk and Drake.

Laugh Now Cry Later Lyrics

Whoa, whoa
Yeah
Sometimes we laugh and sometimes we cry
But I guess you know now, baby
I took a half and she took the whole thing, slow down, baby
We took a trip, now we on your block and it’s like a ghost town, baby

Where do these niggas be at when
They say they doin’ all this and all that?
Tired of beefin’ you bums, you can’t even pay me enough to react
Been wakin’ up in the crib
But sometimes I don’t even know where I’m at
Please don’t play that nigga songs at this party

I can’t even listen to that
Anytime that I ran into somebody it must be a victory lap, ayy
Shawty come sit on my lap, ayy
They sayin’ Drizzy just snapped
This in between us is not like a store
This isn’t an closeable gap, ayy

I see some niggas attack
And don’t end up makin’ it back
I know that they at the crib goin’ crazy, down bad
What they had didn’t last, damn baby
Sometimes we laugh and sometimes we cry
But I guess you know now, baby

I took a half and she took the whole thing, slow down, baby
We took a trip, now we on your block and it’s like a ghost town, baby
Where do these niggas be at
When they say they doin’ all this and all that?
I’m in the trenches, relax

Can you not play that lil’ boy in the club?
‘Cause we do not listen to rats
We in Atlanta, I buy her a wig, she tellin’ me Tay is the best
Point at the nigga who act like a killer
But you only one from the neck
I’m like DaBaby, I’m not just a rapper

You play with me you will get stretched, ooh-oh
Ran dracs in the hood, surround Drake around dracs
Even though I got a case
I’ma do what it take
And I never been embraced
And the money’s hard to make
So I bet they on they face right now

I know that they at the crib goin’ crazy, down bad
What they had didn’t last, damn baby
Sometimes we laugh and sometimes we cry
But I guess you know now, baby
I took a half and she took the whole thing, slow down, baby

We took a trip, now we on your block and it’s like a ghost town, baby
Where do these niggas be at
When they say they doin’ all this and all that?
When he tell the story, that’s not how it ain’t how it went
Know they be lyin’, a hundred percent
Moved out of Ritz and forgot ’bout the Bent

Valet just call me to tell come get it
I knocked that boy off and I don’t want no credit
If it was me, they wouldn’t regret it
Left me for dead and now they want dead it, yeah
Heart is still beatin’, my niggas still eatin’
Backyard, it look like the Garden of Eden

Pillow talk with ’em, she spillin’ the tea
And then shawty came back, she said she didn’t mean it
It’s hard to believe in
I know that they at the crib goin’ crazy, down bad
What they had didn’t last, damn baby
Sometimes we laugh and sometimes we cry

But I guess you know now, baby
I took a half and she took the whole thing, slow down, baby
We took a trip, now we on your block and it’s like a ghost town, baby
Where do these niggas be at
When they say they doin’ all this and all that?

Song Details

Song – Laugh Now Cry Later
Singer – Drake
Rap By – Lil Durk
Written by – G. Ry, Yung Exclusive, Roget Chahayed, Cardo, Lil Durk and Drake.
Produced By – Roget Chahayed, Yung Exclusive, Cardo and G. Ry
Label – Republic Records and OVO Sound

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