| Drake – Lord Knows :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones
God this beat is infectious. New hot track called "Lord Knows" by Canadian rapper, Drake surfaced recently. Still fresh out of the oven. It is another track off his forthcoming sophomore album, 'Take Care' due out on November 15, 2011. It features vocals from rapper, Rick Ross. Expect this record to burn for many months to come. What do you think of Drake's new song "Lord Knows"? Watch Drake – Lord Knows Music Video here Drake Lord Knows Lyrics :- [Intro: Rick Ross] All we wanted was opportunity Just Blaze, Lord Knows! [Verse 1: Drake] It's your worst nightmare, it's my first night here And this girl right here, who knows what she knows? So I'm going through her phone if she go to the bathroom And her purse right there, I don't trust these hoes at all But that's just the result of me paying attention To all these women that think like men with the same intentions Talking strippers and models that try to gain attention Even a couple pornstars that I'm ashamed to mention But Weezy and Stunna my only role models Hefner and Jordan my only role models That's why I walk around with all this gold on And every time I run into these n-ggas they want no problems Bottom sixes and chains, and some bracelets and rings All of the little accents that make me a king I never hear the disses they try and point out to me But it's whatever if somebody wan' make it a thing I'm more concerned what n-ggas thinkin' about Christmas in August Do anything to buy gifts for they daughters Get some shake, a brick in the press And chef it like Mrs. Fields; they're making the cookie stretch I know it so well, I know the hustle so well Stunt like I'm working overnighters right by the motel Drug money outfit, record clean Spend it all on me and my f-ckin' team Matchin' Rollies for real, matchin' Rovers for real Places they say they've been, we've actually going for real I'm really killin' shit, f-ck all the jiggy rapping I'm going trigga happy just to see my n-ggas happy Mixtape legend, underground kings Lookin' for the right way to do the wrong things With my new b-tch that's living in Palm Springs Young ass n-gga, lifelong dreams They take the greats from the past and compare us I wonder if they'd ever survive in this era In a time where it's recreation To pull all your skeletons out the closet like Halloween decorations I know of all the things that I hear they be pokin' fun at Never the flow though, they know I run that f-ck you all, I claim that whenever I change rap forever, the game back together, yeah YM, I remain that forever In the same place my brother Wayne at forever I'm a descendent of either Marley or Hendrix I haven't figured it out cause my story is far from finished I'm hearing all of the jokes, I know that they tryna push me I know that showin' emotion don't ever mean I'm a p-ssy Know that I don't make music for n-ggas who don't get p-ssy So those are the ones I count on to diss me or overlook me Lord knows, Lord knows, I'm heavy, I got my weight up Roll this and boost your rate up, it's time that somebody paid up A lot of n-ggas came up off of a style that I made up But if all I hear is me, then who should I be afraid of? Bought a white Ghost, now shit is gettin' spooky Very, very scary, like shit you see in the movies In this b-tch all drinks on the house like Snoopy That's why all the real soldiers salute me Trill n-gga, for real [Interlude: Rick Ross] You know I love this YOLO, you only live once I'm going so hard my n-gga, I swear homie Everyday is another opportunity to reach that goal [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I fell in love with the pen, started f-cking the ink The hustle's an art, I paint it what I would think Still allergic to broke, prescription straight to the paper Destined for greatness, but got a place in Jamaica Villa on the water with the wonderful views Only fat n-gga in the sauna with Jews Went and got a yacht, I'm talkin' Carnival cruise And these n-ggas talkin' like hoes, they mad they not in my shoes It's the red bottom boss, came to buy the bar Every bi-week, shit, I'm bound to buy a car Murder-cedes Benz or that bubble double R Headlights flickin', lookin' like a fallin' star Everyday them hammers bang, whippin' yay like Anna Mae I run the game but the ladies think I'm running game Mink coats make your woman wanna fornicate Rozay and Drake, I'm gettin' cake, nothin' short of great |
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Drake – Lord Knows :: Free Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones
