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Drake – Nice For What Lyrics

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I wanna know who mothafuckin representin in here tonight
Hold on, hold on
I keep lettin you back in You back in
How can I, explain myself?

Care for me, care for me, you said youd care for me
There for me, there for me, said youd be there for me
Lil Weezyana shit
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd die for me
Murda on the beat
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?

Care for me, care for me, I know you care for me
A song for yall to cut up to, you know?
There for me, there for me, said youd be there for me Yeah
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd die for me
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?

Everybody get your mothafuckin roll on
I know shorty and she doesnt want no slow song
Had a man last year, life goes on
Havent let that thing loose, girl, in so long

Youve been inside, know you like to lay low
Ive been peepin what you bringin to the table
Workin hard, girl, everything paid for
First-last, phone bill, car note, cable

With your phone out, gotta hit them angles
With your phone out, snappin like you Fabo
And you showin off, but its alright
And you showin off, but its alright Alright!
Its a short life, yeah

Care for me, care for me, you said youd care for me
There for me, there for me, said youd be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd die for me
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?

Thats a real one in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin up on these niggas
You gotta be nice for what to these niggas?

I understand, you got a hunnid bands
You got a baby Benz, you got some bad friends
High school pics, you was even bad then
You aint stressin off no lover in the past tense
You already had them

Work at 8 a.m., finish round five
Hoes talk down, you dont see em outside
Yeah, they dont really be the same offline
You know dark days, you know hard times
Doin overtime for the last month
Saturday, call the girls, get em gassed up

Gotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jump
Gotta hit the club like you hit them mothafuckin angles
With your phone out, snappin like you Fabo
And you showin off, but its alright
And you showin off, but its alright Alright!
Its a short life

Uh-huh! Oh yeah!
These hoes! They mad!
Your boy! I had!
I made! Watch the breakdown

Care for me, care for me, you said youd care for me
There for me, there for me, said youd be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd die for me
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?

Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that
Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that
Gotta, gotta, gotta g-g-gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta
Gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta, gotta make that jump, jump Lets go

Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up Make that jump, jump
Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up Make that jump, jump
Bend it over, over, over, over, over, lift it up Make that jump, jump
Bend it over, lift it up Make that jump, jump
Bend it over, lift it up Make that jump, jump

Thats a real one in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin up on these niggas
You gotta be nice for what to these niggas?
I understand

Care for me, care for me, you said youd care for me
There for me, there for me, said youd be there for me
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd cry for me

Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them angles
Its a short life, yeah
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd die for me
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?

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