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Ransom Lyrics

by

Drake



No homo dog

Yea

Oowwwnn

I'm going in

Drizzy I got us
This is my promise
Ima bring the barrel to dem bitches eyelinas
And what I make up will fuck up your skin
I pick buck up and buck-buck then buck-buck again
I will butt-fuck your friend
Then suck up her twin
I put the buck-up to him
Then buck-buck and buck-buck and buck-buck again
Suck-nut u duck-fuck your un-loving kin
Now don't rub it in
Like luberdern on a new tatatoo I had to
Kick my princess up out my castle
Dad who? never had dat dude
Always had a black tool
Even when I was at school
Cuz bullies aren't bullet-proof
Red scraf hoody too
Prolly aint as hood as you
Stupid mutherfucker only thing in the hood as you
I do everything as good as you
No I do everything better
I get paid for everything for every letter
ABC, etc
Fetch a bone
Like a dog muthafucka I am gone
For your neck
In a sec
Intercept
Bring it back like work in a trunk
And my exit coming up yo i am headin to buck like
Buck-Buck again
Might fly to L.A and just fuck Karrine
Nahh fuck Karrine
Lets get bucks again
And fuckin-spend dem bucks
And then
Just fuck Karrine
If I told ya imma do it I did it
Got my city on me fitted
Bout a pop a lets get it
Lets get it muthafucka
Whatcha waitin on
It is bout a minute past pissed
Imma bout to get shitted I'm wit
It if money is the it, you want me wit
And I prolly just spit on the chick you wont be wit
And I hate a boney bitch only like I'm only think
And I own hip-hop, if you don't spit I'm going evict
And I should sold a lot of property to a buyer
And I think his name was kinda like drake drizzy rogers
Or drizzy drake rogers
I'm to busy to play father
And when it comes to the game I'm to willing to play harder
So harder I go
There he go
They chant MVP
When I shoot a free throw
C.E.O
Jazz what it do
Now haters on there face
And there ass is the shoe
Faster than you
Bader than you
Rader than you, etc
I told ya, I get paid buy the letter like
A.B.C.D.E.F.G.H.I.J.K.L.M.N.O.P.Q.R.S.T.U.V.W.X.Y.Z
Z-top
Yes we rock
And me and drizzy both wrote on detox
That was just a foot note
How long can he could he go
Wondering when he stop
Bitch when the beat stop
So ima keep rockin to the sheet rock Bend
and the heat I send
burn skin

THE END!!!

Young Moula baby



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