DnE (Nonstop Drake Remix)

    DnE (Nonstop Drake Remix)

    Teddi Mor

    ספטמבר 2018

    Recorded and Produced by Guy (SevenKeyz) Kushnirsky - SevenStudio | Beat: Drake - Nonstop | Lyrics: Teddi Mor

    Drake and Eminem
    Take two put em in
    A pot with a bitter kid
    
    Hoes on the floor won't let em in
    Hope that she goes to the show, won't let her in
    
    Get a bit ahead of what is dope
    Get a bit of head and I will blow
    Get her in the bed and I'm alone
    Get her in the better zone let her feel at home
    
    And I'll spit the lyrics
    And I'll spit the flame
    How you
    Motherf*ckers trying to act tough when you lame
    I do
    Pay respect, to the ones I do not hate
    Bouto
    Drop the bar, on all you that maintain
    
    Cause I mean all of this is great
    With the booze, with the titties fake
    Follow night through day
    Eyes are heavy pop another J
    Hope I'm not too late
    To that date
    That I've canceled yesterday
    Now she's calling me up saying it's okay
    
    Homie damn,
    
    How you swerving like that
    I'm just saying the definition of playing just came back
    And you praying the same day when I
    Came into this rap,
    Game and now it's hacked
    And now you paying the homage tax, ugh
    
    Okay,
    Been gone for the whole day
    Get a call from the homie
    Get a bottle for the low with the gold case
    Oh wait, talking about the Goldilock foreplay
    
    He told me, the flow isn't the
    Only thing
    holding me from overdosing these hopeless feels lowered to no appeal
    BOOM
    
    I'm not stressed
    I am just taking over the block
    
    It's a lot
    B*tches all over like it's so hot
    Hid the glock, shooting flames and now you catching shots
    Ride the wave, next thing you know you on the top
    How many times I gotta tell you that I am a god
    
    I got the force
    Like Obi Kenobi knows me
    But no he not only owes me
    He knows me for force choking
    His lonely mistress with no fee
    She's on her knees but with no ring
    I'm offering her to join the dark side
    She calls me father, oh please
    
    Oh jeez,
    Why you stressin, no beef
    Then why you sweating on me
    I mean I'm hoping you won't leave
    After I drop this LP
    No more competition to beat
    And the hot position I'm in I may not envision defeat
    Ugh.

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