[Rick Ross:] 
Unh! 
Pull the 2-seater out baby... it's wherever you wanna go... 

[Hook: Chrisette Michelle] 
Boppin to the music, this is how we do it 
All Night 
Breezin' down the freeway, listenin to my baby in our life 
Just me & my boss with no way at all [? ] 
Listening to music 

Aston Martin Music, Music 

[Drake:] 
Woulda came back for you, I just needed time 
To do what I had to do, caught in the life 
I can't let it go, whether that's right 
I will never know... But here goes nothin 

[Verse: Rick Ross]  
When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall 
Automatic weapons on the floor, who can you call 
My down [bad word]  the one who live by the code 
Put this music [bad word] aside and get it in on the road 
Lot of quiet time, pink bottle of Rose 
Exotic red bottoms, soul body glittered in gold 
I'm followin' fundamentals, I'm filing in on rental 
I love a nasty girl who swallow what's on the menu 
Her money triple up when you get it outta state (WHOOO!) 
Need an new safe cause [bad word] out of space (WHOOO!) 
Elroy Jetson, I'm somewhere out of space (WHOOO!) 
And my 2-seater, she the one I will take 

[Hook: Chrisette Michelle] 

[Bridge: Drake] 
Woulda came back for you, I just needed time 
To do what I had to do, caught in the life 
I can't let it go, whether that's right 
I will never know... 
Hope you forgive me, never make wrong 
I tried to be patient, but waited too long 
But I woulda came back 
But I woulda came back for you 
But I woulda came back 
But I woulda came for you 

[Verse 2: Rick Ross] 
Pull up on the block in a drop-top chicken box 
Mr. KFC DBS is in the watch 
Livin fast where its all about that money bag 
Never front you take it there aint [bad word] back 
Top down right here is where she want to be 
That’s why golds unfold right in front of me 
Eveytime we [bad word] her soul take ahold of me 
Addicted like Pookie that [bad word] be controllin me 
That thang keep callin 
 [bad word] maintain boy I gotta keep ballin 
Pink bottles [bad word] 
James Bond coup pop clutch 100 

[Verse: Drake] 
I talk slicker then a Piefer Augusta 
Who just had his lining too dry clean, [bad word] what's up with ya? 
I hate callin the women " [bad word] quot; but the [bad word] love it 
I took some cents and made a nickel of it 
I urge you all daughters to kiss their mothers 
With all those lips that the lipstick covers 
You never too grown up to kiss and hug her 
And girls is countin on me to be there like [bad word] 
I'm on some Marvin Gaye [bad word]  a bunch of Distant Lovers 
This ain't the life that I'm used to 
Re-introduce the people that I was been introduced to 
Did you forget me? 
Or are you too scared to tell me that you met me 
In fear that I won't remember I wish that you except me for me 
I miss Memphis, Tennesee, my cousin my dad 
Slimplistic duties that all them southerners have 
I'm halfway across the word with dozens of bags 
I feel like all four members are callin me back 
And one [bad word]  amazin [bad word] 
I got that Courtney Love for ya, that crazy [bad word] 
I don't drink every bottle I own, I be aging [bad word] 
And I got wedding ring flows that engaging [bad word] 
Which one of y'all got fleets on ya key chain 
Seats of these seat games 
I really think you stare at yourself when you see things 
La Familia, I've been abducted and [bad word] to stunt on niggaz we don't really 
 [bad word] with, [bad word] is up 
Having lunch and debatin' Ferrari prices 
23 and goin [bad word] a mid-life crisis 
But [bad word] me I still deliver like a mid-wife 
And no I'm not saying I'm the nicest 
I just live life like it 
Unh. 
It take a certain type of man to teach 
To be far from hood but the understand the streets 
I never threw away that paper with my Gra