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Drake – Own It Lyrics

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Own it
Its yours

Its yours

Yours
Youre still the one that I adore
Aint much out there to have feelings for
Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?
Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?
Yours

A few bottles on the table, a few waters
It aint a secret, baby, everybody saw us
Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?
Guess whose it is?
Its yours

Next time we fuck, I dont wanna fuck, I wanna make love
Next time we talk, I dont wanna just talk, I wanna trust
Next time I stand tall I wanna be standin for you
And next time I spend I want it all to be for you
Peakin, Im peakin, wake up with me this weekend, weekend, oh
Guess whose it is?
Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?
Its yours

Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it
Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, I said
Go own that shit, own that shit
Own that shit, own that shit
Go and own that shit, own that shit
Own that shit, you own that shit, go and

Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it
Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it
Go own that shit, own that shit
Own that shit, own that shit
Own that shit, own that shit
Baby own it

Niggas talk more than bitches these days
Just let that shit sink in, ha
Niggas talk more than bitches these days
Who could get the pussy quicker these days?
Still straight with the weed and the liquor these days
Cause the new drugs got the kids trippin these days

Bunch of journalists been searchin for a story
My ex-girl been searchin for a sorry
Couple bitches tryna have me on the Maury like nigga its yours
You should be supportin, but where you been at? On tour, gettin money
Yall dont even really check for me
You aint even hit me when that nigga had threats for me, girl
You dont love me, you just say that shit to get to me, girl

Cause you got the Batphone and my workline
You should call
When the last time you did somethin for the first time?
You done done it all
I swear to God, niggas talk more than bitches these days
Got you thinkin that Im different these days
Broken telephone for every single conversation
By the time it gets to you, shit switches these days, but oh-oh
Its yours, its yours, its yours, its-its always gonna be yours

Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it
Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, I said
Go own that shit
Own it
Own it
Its yours
Its yours, own it
Own it, own it
Own it, own it, baby, own it
Its yours
Own that shit, own that shit
Own that shit

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