Drake – HYFR (Hell Ya Fuckin’ Right) ft Lil Wayne

Award winning Canadian rapper, Drake join efforts with  Lil’ Wayne in the making of this amazing song titled “HYFR (Hell Ya Fuckin’ Right)”.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “Take Care (Deluxe Version)” was officially released on 15 November 2011.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

Gotta do what I gotta do, yeah

All my exes live in Texas like I’m George Strait

Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled

By some random nigga that live in Atlanta

That she only see when she feels obligated

Admitted it to me the first time we dated

But she was no angel, and we never waited

I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck

So we took it to go, told ’em don’t even plate it

And we never talk too much after I blew up

Just only “hello” or a “happy belated”

And I think I text her and told her I made it

And that’s when she text me and told me she prayed it

And that’s when I text her and told her I love her

Then right after texted and told her I’m faded

She asked what have I learned since getting richer

I learned workin’ with the negatives could make for better pictures

I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture

Even though it’s fucked up, girl I’m still fucking with ya

Damn, is it the fall, time for me to revisit the past

There’s women to call, there’s albums to drop, there’s liquor involved

There’s stories to tell, we been through it all (Damn)

Interviews are like confessions

Get the fuck up out my dressing room, confusing me with questions like

Do you love this shit? Are you high right now?

Do you ever get nervous?

Are you single? I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?

You getting money?

You think them niggas you with is with you?

And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Fuckin’ right, fuckin’ right, alright

And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Fuckin’ right, fuckin’ right, alright

Uh, so much for being optimistic

They say love is in the air, so I

Hold my breath until my face turn purple

Keep a few bad bitches in my circle

My nuts hang like ain’t no curfew

Bitch, if you wave, then I will surf you

I flew jet, she flew commercial

But we still met later that night

After my session, she came over

I was aggressive and she was sober

I gave her a pill, she started confessing

And started undressing and ask me to hold her

And so I did, but that was last month

And now she’s texting me asking for closure

Damn, she say this shit gon’ catch up to me, I keep tissue paper

We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table

She say she hate that she love me and she wish I was average

Shit, sometimes I wish the same and I wish she wasn’t married

Promises, I hope I never break ’em

Met a female dragon, had a fire conversation

But, interviews are like confessions

Get the fuck up out my bedroom, confusing me with questions like

Do you love this shit? Are you high right now?

Do you ever get nervous?

Are you single? I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?

You getting money?

You think them niggas you with is with you?

And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Fuckin’ right, fuckin’ right, alright

And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Fuckin’ right, damn right, alright

And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Fuckin’ right, fuckin’ right, alright

And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Fuckin’ right, damn right, alright, yeah

Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah