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      Drake - Nice For What Música y Letra

      Big Freedia]
      I wonder who mothafucking representin' in here tonight
      Hold on, hold on
      
      [Lauryn Hill & Drake]
      I keep letting you back in
      How can I explain myself?
      Care for me, care for me!
      You said you'd care for me!
      There for me, there for me! (Lil Weezy-ana shit)
      Said you'd be there for me!
      Cry for me, cry for me! (Murda on the beat)
      You said you'd die for me!
      Give to me, give to me!
      Why won't you live for me?!
      I keep letting you back in
      How can I explain myself?
      Care for me, care for me!
      I know you care for me!
      There for me, there for me!
      (A song for y'all to cut up to, you know?)
      Said you'd be there for me!
      Cry for me, cry for me! (Yeah)
      You said you'd die for me!
      Give to me, give to me!
      Why won't you live for me?!
      
      [Drake]
      Everybody get your mothafuckin' roll on
      I know shorty and she doesn't want no slow song
      Had it made last year, life goes on
      Haven't let that thing loose, girl, in so long
      You been inside, know you like to lay low
      I've 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 it's alright
      And you showin' off, but it's alright
      It's a short life, yuh
      
      [Lauryn Hill]
      Care for me, care for me!
      You said you'd care for me!
      There for me, there for me!
      Said you'd be there for me!
      Cry for me, cry for me!
      You said you'd die for me!
      Give to me, give to me!
      Why won't you live for me?!
      
      [Drake]
      That's 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 gotta hunnid bands
      You got it, baby, Benz
      You got some bad friends
      High school pics, you was even bad then
      You ain't stressing off no lover in the past tense
      You already had them
      Work at 8am, finish around five
      Hoes talk down, you don't see them outside
      They don't really be the same offline
      You know dark days, you know hard times
      Doing 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 muthafuckin angles
      
      With your phone out snappin' like you Fabo
      And you showin' off, but it's alright
      And you showin' off, but it's alright
      It's a short life, yuh
      
      [Big Freedia]
      These hoes
      Your boy
      I may
      Watch the breakdown
      
      [Lauryn Hill]
      Care for me, care for me!
      You said you'd care for me!
      There for me, there for me!
      Said you'd be there for me!
      Cry for me, cry for me!
      You said you'd die for me!
      Give to me, give to me!
      Why won't you live for me?!
      
      [Drake]
      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
      Let's 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
      
      That's a real one, in your reflection
      Without a follow, without a mention
      You rarely pipin' up on these niggas
      You gotta be nice for what to these niggas
      I understand
      
      [Lauryn Hill]
      Care for me, care for me!
      You said you'd care for me!
      There for me, there for me!
      Said you'd be there for me!
      Cry for me, cry for me!
      You said you'd die for me!
      Give to me, give to me!
      Why won't you live for me?!
      
      [Drake & Lauryn Hill]
      Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them angles
      It's a short life, yuh
      Cry for me, cry for me!
      You said you'd die for me!
      Give to me, give to me!
      Why won't you live for me?!

      Drake - Nice For What Música y Letra

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