got eyes look at me now bitch [Hook] Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresh than a
Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me Eyes all sticky like honey on bees Look at that, look at how they
ZONE, I'm up too high somebody come get me down down down down Said I'm up too high somebody get me down down down down [Drake - Verse 2] (*NEW*) Look
no counterfeit, click, click Line 'em up, knock 'em down My looks can kill E O E O My body's fully loaded And I got more ammo Line 'em up, knock 'em down My looks
out and ask me who I am I say, honey Honey, don't you know your man? She said my man been gone since 1942 I tell you, Mr. Ugly, he didn't look like
us up and say the fun stops god we gotta keep grooving while your mouth keeps moving mr blah blah blah blah holler back for a planed attack on this unsespecting town we may be looking
take her down Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue Baby, wanna spend it all on you Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone I can make your
'Cause they got nothing on you, baby Nothing on you, baby Hands down, there will never be another one I been around, and I never seen another one Look
recognizin all that new jack shit Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhatI'msayin? (Please Mr. Producer, explain yourself, Mr. Rapper, please calm down
You know my hustle, I bring the fo' pound to the tussle Motherfuck your pit with no muzzle So chill Cuzo, let me blow for my niggaz Runnin' round, get down
all these shots but ain?t no holes in me, So what you shootin at nigga you ain?t hit shit yet, Should be aiming at mah head, I?m top down on ya set!
existence is of yours N-gga just got my voice insured Yea, look at me now b-tch! Look at me now (x3) I'm getting paper Look at me now (x3) Look at me
Not not not nothing on you babe Not not nothing on you Hands down there will never be another one I been around and I never seen another one Look at
began Everybody was looking for Nickee Coco They looked on rooftops and in trees in the park Mr. Temboley even shouted down the well "Nickee Coco if you are down
grinded if ya clothes look shit, your'e a tramp! I'm sick and tired of these Youtube gee's, gettin pissed of because ya girl Youtubes me I swear down
me how to think But now I think too much Much too much Something's not right, there's a hole in my life So I wander the clubs Looking for some soul, looking
late to get too high to get, too late to wash my hands I fall up the stairs, fall into bed throw up and pull the window down pull the Window down Lets
