Drake – The Motto ft Lil Wayne

The Motto is another award winning hip-hop and rap song created by a well-known Canadian rapper, Drake featuring Lil Wayne.

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

I’m the fuckin’ man, y’all don’t get it, do ya?

Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya

Go Uptown, New York City, bitch

Them Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura

Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami, too

Clubbing hard, fucking women, there ain’t much to do

Wrist bling, got a condo up in Biscayne

Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t shit changed

How you feel, how you feel, how you feel?

25, sitting on 25 mill’, uh

I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself

Rest in peace, Mac Dre, I’ma do it for the Bay

Okay, getting paid, we’ll holler whenever that stop

My team good, we don’t really need a mascot

Tell Tune, “Light one, pass it like a relay”

YMCMB, you niggas more YMCA

Me, Franny, and Mally Mall at the crib-o

Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo

We got Santa Margherita by the liter

She know even if I’m fucking with her, I don’t really need her

Aw, that’s how you feel, man? That’s really how you feel?

‘Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill

I mean maybe she won’t but then again maybe she will

I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real nigga, what’s up?

Now she want a photo, you already know, though

You only live once: that’s the motto, nigga, YOLO

And we bout it every day, every day, every day

Like we sitting on the bench, nigga, we don’t really play

Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say

Can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way, real nigga, what’s up?

One…time? Fuck one time

I’m calling niggas out like the umpire

Seven…grams in the blunt

Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt

It’s Eastside, we in this bitch

Wish a nigga would, like a tree in this bitch

And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch

That’s my MO, add a B to that shit

I’m fucked up, tore down

I’m twisted: doorknob

Talk stupid? Off with your head!

Nigga, money talks, and Mr. Ed, yeah

I’m so Young Money

Got a drum on the gun, Energizer bunny

Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar

Ain’t shit sweet? Niggas on the street like hookers

I tongue kiss her other tongue

Skeet skeet skeet: water gun

Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi

Now she want a photo, you already know, though

You only live once: that’s the motto, nigga, YOLO

And we bout it every day, every day, every day

Like we sitting on the bench, nigga, we don’t really play

Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say

Can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way, real nigga, what’s up?

Now she want a photo, you already know, though

You only live once: that’s the motto, nigga, YOLO

And we bout it every day, every day, every day

Like we sitting on the bench, nigga, we don’t really play

Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say

Can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way, real nigga, what’s up?