Monday, 7 November 2011

Drake - Over My Dear Body Lyrics

[Intro]
How I'm feeling in, doesn't matter
Cause you know I'm walking
Instead, I ask myself why do you worry,
When know, you know I'm the same
And know, I know you gon' love me baby
Time to take you away from me
Only over my dead bod'

[Drake]
I think I killed everybody in the game last year, man
F*ck it I was on though
And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at a strip club
F*ck it I was wrong though
Shout out all to all my ni**as living tax free
Now-a-days its six figures when they tax me
Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some
Long as the outcome is income
You know I want it all and then some
Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim sum
Shots came, I don't know where they was sent from
Probably some bad hoes about to take the hemp from
I mean you ain't the only real ni**a
They got me on these white women like Seal ni**a
Slave to the pussy but I'm just playing a field ni**a
Are these people discussing my career again
Asking if I'll be going platinum in a year again
Don't I got the shit the world wanna hear again?
Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earing in?
Man all of your flows bore me: paint drying
And I don't ever be trippin off of what ain't mine
And I be hearing shit you say through the grapevine
But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time
It's been that way from the beginning
I just been playing, didn't even know that I was winning
And this is the only sound you should fear
These kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright




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