“I wanna know who mothafuckin' representin' in here tonight
Hold on, hold on.”
Big Freedia, The Queen Diva
“I keep lettin' you back in, How can I explain myself?”
Lauryn Hill
“Care for me, care for me You said you'd care for me There for me, there for me”
Lauryn Hill
“Louisiana Shit.”
Drake
“Said you'd be there for me Cry for me, cry for me”
Lauryn Hill
“Murda on the Beat.”
Drake
“You said you'd die for me Give to me, give to me Why won't you live for me?
Care for me, care for me I know you care for me”
Lauryn Hill
“A song for y'all to cut up to, you know?”
Drake
“There for me, there for me Said you'd be there for me”
Lauryn Hill
“Yeah”
Drake
“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?”
Lauryn Hill
“Everybody get your mothafuckin' roll on I know shorty and she doesn't want no slow song Had a man last year, life goes on Haven't let that thing loose, girl, in so long”
Drake
“You've 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”
Drake
“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, yeah”
Drake
[ Lauryn Hill Chorus ]
Lauryn Hill
“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”
Drake
“I understand, you gotta hunnid bands You got a baby Benz, You got some bad friends High school pics, you was even bad then You ain't stressin' off no lover in the past tense
You already had them”
Drake
“Work at 8 a.m., finish 'round five Hoes talk down, you don't see 'em outside
Yeah, they don't really be the same offline You know dark days, you know hard times”
Drake
“Doin' overtime for the last month Saturday, call the girls, get 'em gassed up Gotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jump”
Drake
“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, yeah”
Drake
“Ah, ha, These hoes Your boy I may Watch the breakdown
Big Freedia, The Queen Diva
[ Lauryn Hill Chorus ]
Lauryn Hill
“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”
Drake
“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”
Drake
“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”
Drake
“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”
Drake
[ Lauryn Hill Chorus ]
Lauryn Hill
“Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them angles
It's a short life, yeah”
Drake
“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?”
Lauryn Hill
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