Drake - Best I Ever Had 2009

Pokaż cały tekst You know a lot of girls be...thinking my songs about them, but
This is not to get confused, this ones for you...

Baby you're my everything,
You're all I ever wanted
We could do it real big,
Bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything,
Other hoes ain't ever on it,
I want this forever,
I swear I could spend whatever on it

Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up,
When I get right I promise that we gone live it up,
She make me beg for it,
Till she give it up,
And I say the same thing every single time,
I say...
You the fuckin' best,
You the fuckin' best,
You the fuckin' best,
You the fuckin' best,
You the best I ever had,
Best I ever had,
Best I ever had,
Best I ever had,
I say you the fuckin'...

Know you gotta roommate,
Call me when there's no one there,
Put the key under the mat,
And you know I be over there,
(Eeeup)
I be over there,
Shawty I be over there,
I be hittin' all the spots,
That you ain't even know was there,
And you don't even have to ask twice,
You could have my heart,
Or we could share it like the last slice,
Always felt like you were so accustomed to the fast life,
Have a nigga thinking that he met you in a past life,
Sweat pants, hair tied, chillin' with no make-up on,
That's when you're the prettiest,
I hope that you don't take it wrong,
You don't even trip when friends say,
You ain't bringing Drake along,
You know that I'm working,
I be there soon as I make it home,
And she a patient in my waiting room,
Never pay attention to the rumours and what they assume,
And until em' girls prove it, I'm the one that never get confused wit,
Cause

Baby you're my everything,
You're all I ever wanted
We could do it real big,
Bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything,
Other hoes ain't ever on it,
I want this forever,
I swear I could spend whatever on it


Sex, love, pain,
Baby I be on that Tank shit,
Buzz so big,
I could probably sell a blank disk,
Play my album,
Drop bitches will buy it for the picture,
And niggas will buy two,
And claim they got it for they sister,
Magazine paper girl,
But money ain't the issue,
They bring dinner to my room,
And ask me to initial,
She call me the referee,
Cause I be so official,
My shirt ain't got no stripes,
But I can make your pussy whistle,
Like the Andy Griffith theme song,
And who told you to put them jeans on,
Double cup love,
You're the one I lean on,
Feeling for a fix,
Than you should really get your fiend on,
Yeah, just know my condo is the crack spot,
Every single show she out there reppin' like a mascot,
Get it from the back,
And make ya fuckin' bra strap pop,
All up in your slot till a nigga hit the jack pot

Baby you're my everything,
You're all I ever wanted,
We could do it real big,
Bigger than you ever done it,
You be up on everything,
Other hoes ain't ever on it,
I want this forever,
I swear I could spend whatever on it

Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up,
When I get right I promise that we gone live it up,
She make me beg for it,
Till she give it up,
And I say the same thing every single time
I say...
You the fuckin' best,
You the fuckin' best,
You the fuckin' best,
You the fuckin' best,
You the best I ever had,
Best I ever had,
Best I ever had,
Best I ever had,
I say you the fuckin'...

I say...
You the fuckin' best,
You the fuckin' best,
You the fuckin' best,
You the fuckin' best,
You the best I ever had,
Best I ever had,
Best I ever had,
Best I ever had,

Uhh, ah yea, see this the type of joint,
You gotta dedicate to somebody,
Just make sure they that special somebody,
Young Money,
Yeah, Yeah,
You know who you are,
I got ya.