Up All Night lyrics

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DRAKE lyrics : "Up All Night"


*Verse 1 - Drake*
Kush rolled, glass full, I prefer the better things, Niggas with no money act like money isnt everything, Im having a good time, they just tryna ruin it, Shout out to the fact that im the youngest nigga doing it,
Cap on, brim bent, Denzel...er'rytime, She ain tryna pop that shit for pimp okay well never mind, I-I-I-I tried to told you, Drizzy still aint nothin nice, Bracelet saying you should quit, Cards saying fuck ya life, Okay now we outta here, Toodles to you bitches
and if you dolled up, I got the voodoo for you bitches, Yeah Im busy getting rich, I dont want trouble, I made enough for two niggas boy stunt double, Famous like a drug that I've taken too much of, But I never ever trip, Just peace, happiness and love, I got money in these jeans, so they fit me kinda snug, Plus the game is in my pocket, nigga this is what I does..AH!

*Chorus*
I'm about whatever man...
Fuck what they be talking about,
They opinon doesn't count,
We the only thing that matters (ooohh)
So we do it how we do it
All up in your face man, I hate to put you through it
I be up all night...
Whole crews in here
Cause I don't really know who Imma lose this year (ooohh)
Man I love my team...Man I love my team...
I would die for them niggas...(ooohh)

*Verse 2 - Nicki Minaj*
Yo, If Drizzy say get her Imma get her, I got the kind of money, make a broke bitch bitter, I got that kinda...wa-wa-wait wait fixate! Which bitch you know made a million off a mixtape? That was just a keep sake, Bought the president the Louie presidential briefcase, Never been a cheapskate, We got the Hawks I aint talking about the Peach State, Man for Petes sake scratch that, sweepstakes (ha-ha-ha), Fuck I look like hoe, I look like yes and you like no, Im a bad bitch I aint never been a mixed breed, On a diet but I'm doing donuts in a six speed, M-M-M6 from a M2
I see a lot of rap bitches on a menu, But I collect 100 thou- at the venue and pop bottles with my team, Young Money till the death of me

*Chorus*
I'm about whatever man...
Fuck what they be talking about,
They opinon doesn't count,
We the only thing that matters (ooohh)
So we do it how we do it
All up in your face man, I hate to put you through it
I be up all night...
Whole crews in here
Cause I don't really know who Imma lose this year (ooohh)
Man I love my team...Man I love my team...
I would die for them niggas...(ooohh)


*Bridge - Nicki and Drake talking*
*Nicki Minaj*
I mean we don't even rock them shoes if it ain't got a comma on the price tag, ya know. I mean, I mean but then again who looks at the price tag, ya know

*Drake*
Oh yeah we in this bitch
oww, oww, oww

*Chorus - Repeat Twice*
I'm about whatever man...
Fuck what they be talking about,
They opinon doesn't count,
We the only thing that matters (ooohh)
So we do it how we do it
All up in your face man, I hate to put you through it
I be up all night...
Whole crews in here
Cause I don't really know who Imma lose this year (ooohh)
Man I love my team...Man I love my team...
I would die for them niggas...(ooohh)




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