[Drake: Verse 1] 
Who else really tryna [bad word] with Hollywood Cole? 
I'm with Marley Gee, bro 
Flying Holly Grove chicks to my Hollywood shows 
And I want to tell you something that you prolly should know 
This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow 
And uhhh 
My real friends never hearin' from me 
Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me 
That's why I pick and choose, I don't get [bad word] confused 
I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews 
We walk the same path, but got on different shoes 
Live in the same building, but we got different views 
I got a couple cars I never get to use 
Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos 
And these days all the girls is down to roll 
I hit the strip club and all them [bad word] find the pole 
Plus I been sippin' so this [bad word] is movin' kinda slow 
Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go 

[Lil Wayne] 
 [bad word]  
Now tell me how you love it 
You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it 
We on 
It's Young Money, [bad word] 
If you [bad word] #39; wit [bad word] from it, [bad word]  
All right 

[Hook] 
Now somebody show some money in this [bad word] 
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this [bad word]  ya dig? 
I got my gun in my boo purse 
And I don't bust back, because I shoot first 

[Verse 2] 
Meet me on the fresh train 
Yes, I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names 
And all of my riders do not give a [bad word]  X Games 
Guns turn you boys into pussies,  change 
And I smoke 'til I got chest pains 
And you niggas know I rep my game like Jesse James 
Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne 
I been fly so long I fell asleep on the [bad word] #39; plane 
Skinny pants and some Vans 
Call me Triple 8, get my advance in advance, Amen 
As the world spin and dance in my hands 
Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand 
Uh, wake up and smell the [bad word] 
You niggas can't see me, but never overlook me 
I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me 
Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but don't push me 

 [bad word]  
Now tell me how you love it 
You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it 
We on 
It's Young Money, [bad word] 
If you [bad word] #39; wit [bad word] from it, [bad word]  
All right 

[Hook] 
Now somebody show some money in this [bad word] 
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this [bad word]  ya dig? 
I got my gun in my boo purse 
And I don't bust back, because I shoot first 

[Verse 3] 
How do he say what's never said? 
Beautiful black woman, I bet that [bad word] look better red 
Limpin' off tour 'cause I made more off my second leg 
 [bad word] #39; Birdman Junior, eleventh grade 
Ball on automatic start 
I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw 
Wildcat offense, check the paw prints 
We in the building, you niggas in apartments 
Uh, N-now, c'mon, be my blood donor 
Flow so nice, she ain't gotta put [bad word] on her 
Do it big, and let the small fall under that 

 [bad word]  where you stumbled at? 
From where they make gumbo at 
Kane got the [bad word] #39; beat jumpin' like a jumping jack 
You know me, I get on this [bad word] and have a heart attack 
Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, [bad word]  nothin' short of that 
President Carter, Young Money Democrat 

 [bad word]  
Now tell me how you love it 
You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it 
We on 
It's Young Money, [bad word] 
If you [bad word] #39; wit [bad word] from it, [bad word]  
All right 

[Hook] 
Now somebody show some money in this [bad word] 
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this [bad word]  ya dig? 
I got my gun in my boo purse 
And I don't bust back, because I shoot first