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Slap The City

Drake

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Yeah

Your waist so nice to grip, didn't cost a grip
Natural on the hips, waitin' for a hint
Stare into your eyes, lost in abyss
Didn't say your name, should I call you "Miss"?
Should I call you "Twizz"? Should I call you "Twin"?
Put your number in, I'll call you soon
Take you on a jet, there's plenty room
Even bedrooms, case you wanna snooze
Or just get loose, fly you to wherever, even to the moon
Girl, I like you
But you know exactly what I really wanna do

Before I met you, I was alone
I feel like I'm always alone
Just thinkin', like

Big crib, but I feel like no one's home
Will I find love or will I stay alone?
Damn, come on, must be someone in my phone
That loves me just for me, I don't know
And before that
We've been movin' like dogs, I can't even lie
Before I met you
Two hundred girls filled the crib, who summoned 'em?
Spade or Astro, it must be one of them
Better find love 'fore we slap the whole city
n and there ain't nothin' left

I
I don't wanna play around
Baby, oh, no (Ooh)
I don't wanna play around
(I don't wanna play around)
Baby (Ooh)
I don't wanna play around
(Loyalty is everything where I'm from)
Baby, oh, no (Ooh)
I don't wanna play around (That's why I don't play around)
I don't play around (I'm either in or I'm out) , baby (Ooh)
So baby, show me some'

Yeah, you treat Clase Azul like it's apple juice
You say, "Smokin' weed good for you, natural"
You expect men you fuckin' to buy you nice things
But you wouldn't call it transactional
You say you downloaded Hinge, but no one's compatible
Nothin' was magical
There's no one you matchin' with
You say I slapped the whole city
You slapped up like half of it, let's not get accurate
There ain't no point in pullin' out my record
And trackin' it, preach what you practicin'
Yeah, I did what I did and I've done what I've done
And girl, nothing's an accident
You went to Queen's University, now you a graduate
Shout-out your family them
You say you need someone passionate
Girl, you know we in a city of savages
Yeah, most girls in the city will come to my house
And they know where the bathroom is
I know some girls for directors that's casting
If they out here lookin' for actresses
The same ones that say they don't care about looks
But they know what attractive is
Don't try and tell your man good things come in
No small ass packages, you need a daggerin'
I'm finally ready to see you, I promise
I'm burning my candles and flippin' my mattresses
You want to try somethin' different with me
I can set up the camera and make you an amateur
She want the fit off the mannequin
She want a reason to get out of Canada

I don't wanna play around
(I don't wanna play around)
Baby (Ooh)
I don't wanna play around
(Loyalty is everything where I'm from)
Baby, oh, no (Ooh)
I don't wanna play around (That's why I don't play around)
I don't play around (I'm either in or I'm out) , baby (Ooh)
So baby, show me some'
Compositor: Drake & Qendresa

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